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To Base Hospital No. 43 

"The Emory Unit" 
Of Atlanta, Ga. 

Oh brave Crusaders! with the flag unfurled, 

Thy part hatli not been on the gory-field. 
The praise of men, the plaudits of the world 

Hath cheered thee not — tho brave thy stainless shield. 
The cannons' roar, the star shells in the night, 

The crash of battles, and the weltering blood, 
Those things which stir the heart to virile might 

Were far from thee; tho like a dazzling flood. 
Fair Opportunity did beckoning call 
Flinging her beacon light aloft for all — 

Thou heeded'st not. 
Excitement high, (anaesthetizing sense) 

Which spurs men on to bold heroic deed, 
That wins the honor badge in recompense, 
Thy Country's homage, and the crown of fame, 

The conquering heroes' universal meed — 
Are not for thee. 
But thou, who like the Master came to save. 

Wast set apart — whilst every human nerve 
Cried for the daring dash thru shell and flame. 

Yet curbing proud ambition, stayed to serve; 
The steady grind, the same sad sights of woe, 

AVhile others rushed to battle with a shout; 
The healing hand alike to friend and foe. 

While others put the enemy to rout — 
Required greater courage and control, 

Combined with pitying love, and steadier nerve, 
A strength which permeates the very soul ! 
But One hath said, "Yea, greatest of them all — 

Than all tlie truly great, are those who serve." 
And wlien the lionor-roll is called above 
By the great Captain of the marshaled host. 

Behold, who leads the heavenly hero band? 
Lo ! those who served with Christ-like brother love. 

Uncrowned, unsung, unhonored in this land. 

M. A. S. 



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Corra Harris Makes Stirring Appeal 

For Emory Base Hospital Unit Fund 



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By Corra Harris. 

HE great spring drive is on in France. For a j'ear our country has 
been making gigantic preparations for this moment. From the Pacific 
Coast across the whole of this continent every fighting man's face is 
turned toward France. They have been training, now they are going. 
Thev are hurrying by every road from every camp to France. Our transports 
cover the seas, bearing men and arms, with terrible silence and swiftness, to the 
awful conflict. 

Today three hundred thousand American soldiers are on the battle line in 
Picardy. Tomorrow ten thousand of them will lie wounded in the crowded hospitals 
of France, and the next day thousands more will lie there, and every day they will 
come, stricken men, red with their wounds, silent and patient beneath this awful 
dispensation of war ! 

This means that every doctor and every nurse thai can he spared must be sent 
to France, and that they must go at once. 

I do not think it is generally understood what hospital service means in France. 
Every ambulance man is equally exposed with the soldiers in his company. The 
difference is that he carries no gun, but a stretcher; that he must often be in "No 
Man's Land," bearing the wounded back when the fighting men are comparatively 
safe in the trenches. It means that every doctor and nurse is exposed day and 
night to the enemies' bombs, with no protection except the frail roof of the hospital. 

One day in 1914 I visited the British military hospital at Versailles. There 
had been a terrible battle the night before. Seven hundred wounded men lay in 
one of the great halls of this palace. The floor was covered with blood and band- 
ages. There was an awful silence, scarcely a groan. Nurses moved like spirits 
in this shamble of broken life, their faces drawn and white with weariness. The 
fight was over for these pale men lying in long rows upon the floor against the 
wall. Their wounds would be dressed presently, and they would lie at rest upon 
their narrow white beds, or pass into that deeper rest. But there would be no rest 
for those heroic doctors and nurses neither day nor night so long as battles raged 



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and the wounded came in a steady stream to be comforted and mended and cured. 
I was not permitted to enter this awful place, but I was conducted up stairs to a 
certain ward where there was a long double-row of beds all filled with nurses, 
ambulance men. Thej' had suffered the vicissitudes of war. 

Thejf were wounded, maimed soldiers of mercy. 

There are no braver men in this war than these ambulance soldiers. There 
are no more heroic icomen in this world than the nurses in these hospitals. 

It has been like this for nearly four ji^ears in the hospitals of France. We 
are sending our nurses and doctors to face this life. They will not come back until 
the fight is over, because they cannot be spared. Many of them will never come 
back. They will become a part of that dearer dust of America that will mingle 
with the soil of France. I sometimes think a new flower, never seen before by 
the ej'es of man, will bloom tliere after this war is over, a fair white blossom 
beside the golden lilies of France, and it will be known forever as the Liberty 
Flower, swinging in the wind, sweeter than the bells of peace. 

In a few days, a few weeks at the longest, the Emory Hospital Unit sails 
for France, nearly three hundred men and women, who have volunteered to give 
their service and their lives to this work which I have tried to describe. Georgia 
is asked to contribute six thousand dollars for them. It is not a fund, nor a gift. 
It is a very small insurance against some of the emergencies and hardships that 
they must endure, and which we owe them, and which is the very least that we can 
do for them. It is more than a duty, it is an honor and a privilege to contribute 
to such a cause. 



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EuTTciiiAi. Staff Ejiouy Uxit History. 



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I'ri i.icATioN Committee Emory Uxit History. 



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ALLGOOD, JACKSON L. 
1st Lieutexant — Chaplain 
Chaplain AUgood was born May 3rd, 1878, in Drake- 
town, Paulding Co., Georgia. In September, 1917, he 
received his appointment as Red Cross Chaplain for 
service with the Emory Unit. On arrival in France 
in due time commissioned as 1st Lieutenant in the 
United States Army. Educated in Virginia Military 
Academy and Vanderbilt University. He was a Metho- 
dist Minister in Atlanta before the War. On Feb- 
ruary 28th he was transferred to the 114,th Engineers. 

BALLENGER, EDGAR G. 
Major M. C. 
F. A. C. S. 
Major Ballenger was born November 20, 1877, in 
Tryon, N. C. Educated at Furman, Harvard, The 
University of North Carolina and University of Mary- 
land, taking his M.D. from the latter in 1901. Joining 
the Unit April 2nd, he functioned as Chief of G. U. 
Department and Commanding Officer of Annex Mixte. 
Major Ballenger was later transferred to the 26th 
Division going into Germany with the Army of Occu- 
jiation. In civilian practice his office is in the Healey 
Building, Atlanta, Ga. 

BARFIELD, FORREST M. 
1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Lieutenant Barfield was born November 29, 1891, in 
Troy, Alabama. Educated at Atlanta Medical Col- 
lege. He took his M.D. degree in 1915, and in Camp 
Gordon he took a six weeks course preparatory to 
service. In his professional life before the War he 
practiced in Atlanta, Kpecializing in Surgery, both 
General and Orthopedic. In France he was associated 
with the Staff at Ecole Superieure, Annex 13 and Mixte 
Hospitals. His office is in the Grant Building. 

BARFIELD, JOSEPH R. 
1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Lieutenant Joseph R. Barfield was born -January 30, 
1882, in Linevule, Alabama. Now living at 341 N. Jack- 
son, Atlanta, Ga. He took his M.D. from Atlanta 
Medical College in 1913. He enlisted September 25, 
1917, and was trained in Camp Greenleaf, joining the 
Emory Unit in June. He was associated with the 
Staif of Annex 115 and Ecole Superieure, functioning 
as Physician and Surgeon. His office is in the Candler 
Building. 



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BERLIN, LOUIS 
Captain M. C. 
Captain Berlin was born in Moscow, Russia, October 
II. 1887. His home address today is 469 45th St., Brook- 
IvTi, N. Y. In 1911 he took his M.D. degree from Long 
Island College Hospital. Joining the Army May 8, 
l!»17, he was promoted to Captain, February 28, 1918, 
joining the Emory Unit May 30th, 1918. Captain 
lierlin's work was that of Orthopedic Surgeon, Sanitary 
Inspector and in the Laboratory. 

BLAIR, LESLIE L. 
Captain M. C. 
Born Deceml^er 1, 1888, in Marietta, Ga., Capt. Blair 
.it'ter courses in Emory LTniversity, took his M.D. from 
I he Atlanta College of Physicians and Surgeons in 1911. 
Before the outbreak of war he specialized in Internal 
.M.'dicine in Marietta. Trained for two months in Camp 
lireenleaf and eight months in Camp Lee. He joinea 
Mu- Unit April 1, 1918. As Physician in Charge of 
I'.iuergency Med. Team No. 148, he saw three months 
.service at the Front, at tlie time of St. Mihiel and 
.Vrgonne Drives. In Blois he was a Member of Disability 
and Statistical Boards. He received his Captaincy in 
February, 1919. 

BOLAND, FRANK K. 
Lieutenant-Colonel M. C. 
F. A. C. S. 
Lieutenant-Colonel Boland was born May 3, 1875, in 
Indianapolis, Indiana, taking his A.B. from the Uni- 
versity of Georgia in 1897, his M.D. was received from 
the Atlanta Medical College in 1900. Joining us at 
Gordon as Major he functioned as Chief of the Sur- 
rical Service o%'er there, being Commanding Officer of 
Annex No. 1 and later of Annex Ecole Superi'eure. 
Lieutenant-Colonel Boland's office in civilian practice 
is 407 Candler Building, Atlanta, Ga. He was promoted 
to Lieutenant-Colonel February, 1919. 

BOX, THOMAS T. 
1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Lieutenant Box was born in Alabama, June 16, 1889, 
but now lives and practices in Columbus, Mississippi. 
Commissioned in September, 1917, be was trained in 
the Richmond School of Roentgenology and in Camp 
Greenleaf. Joining the LTnit May 30th, 1918, Lieutenant 
Box functioned in liis professional capacity as Physi- 
cian and Surgeon at Annex 29, during our stay in 
France. He took his M. D. from the Chicago College 
of Medicine and Surgery. 



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BUNCE, ALLEN H. 
Captain M. C. 
Cajitain Bunce was born in Statesboro, Georgia, 
Scpti-mber 5, 1889, taking liis A.B. from the University 
of Georgia in 1908 and liis M.D. from Atlanta Medical 
Seliool in 1911, tliough in 1908 and 1909 lie studied in 
the Medical Department of the University of Chicago. 
Commissioned 1st Lieutenant September 26, 1917, he 
was made Captain February 12, 1918, after training in 
Rockefeller Institute and Camp Jackson. In tlie Unit, 
which he joined April 12, 1918, he was Chief of 
the Laboratory Service. Captain Bunco's address is 
H24. Healey Building, Atlanta, Ga. 

CRENSHAW, HANSELL 
Captain M. C. 
Captain Crenshaw was born in Roswell, Ga., April 
10, 1877. His office in the States being In the Hurt 
I5uilding, Atlanta. After courses in Mercer Univer- 
sity he took his M.D. from the Atlanta College of 
Physicians and Surgeons in 1906, joining the Emory 
Unit April 27, 1918. During our stay in France he 
was associated with the Staff Of Hospital 11.5 as 
Xeuro-Psychiatric Specialist, in which branch of Medi- 
cine he .specializes in civilian practice. His office is in 
the Hurt Building. 

DAVIS, EDWARD C. 

LlEUTENANT-Coi.ONEL M. C. 
F. A. C. S. 

Lieutenant-Colonel Davis was born October 11, 1868 
in Albany, Ga. Educated University of Georgia, A.B. 
1883, University of Louisville, Ky., M.D. 1892. He con- 
ceived and organized the Emory Unit, and was Medical 
Director of B. H. No. 43 from September 2.5, 1917 to 
April 1, 1918. As a Major and Surgeon of the Spanish- 
American War he came to the Unit with a ripe war 
experience. In Blois Lieutenant-Colonel Davis was 
Commanding Officer of Annex 13. In civilian practice 
he specializes in Abdominal Surgery, operating at Davis- 
Fischer Sanitarium, Atlanta, Ga., where he has his office. 

DERR, JOHN S. 
Major M. C." 
Major Derr was born in Norfolk, Va., January 6, 
1881, taking his M.D. from the University of Virginia 
in 1905. He joined the Emory Unit April 1st, 1918. 
.\fter the completion of a course in the Cornell School 
of Military Roentgenology, Major Derr recei%'ed his 
liresent commission in May, 1918. While in France he 
was in charge of the X-Ray Department of the Hos- 
pital. Major Derr's home is in East Lake, Ga., R. F. D., 
Decatur. His office is in the Trust Co. of Ga. Bldg. 



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DOWMAN, CHARLES E. 
Major M. C. 
F. A. C- S. 

Major Dowmaii was born in Quincy, Florida, April 
1, 1881. Educated at Emory University and Johns 
Hopkins, taking his M. D. from the latter. His spec- 
ialty is Head Surgery, in which capacity he functioned 
at Annex No 1. He served at the Front from Sep- 
tember 1, 1918 to signing of Armistice as head of sur- 
gical team. His home in civilian practice is 345 W. 
Peachtree St., .\tlanta, Ga. His office is at 78 Forrest 
Ave. 

Du FREE, DAN. H. 
Major M. C. 
Major DuPree was born January 26, 1883, in Allen- 
town, Georgia. In 1903 he took his B.S. from the Uni- 
versity of Georgia, and in 1907 his M.D. from Johns 
Hopkins, returning to practice in Athens, Ga. Commis- 
.sioned 1st Lieutenant December 7, 1917. He joined the 
Unit April 1st, 1918, and was promoted to a Captaincy 
April 2, and in February, 1919, he received his Majority. 
In France he functioned as Commanding Officer of 
Annex 115. JIajor DuPree took a course of training 
hi Carlstrom Field, Arcadia, Fla. 

EQUEN, MURDOCK S. 
1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Lieutenant Equen was born in New Orleans April 9, 
1892, though he now lives at 37 Columbia Ave., Atlanta. 
.\fter graduating from the Medical Department of 
Emory University in 1916 he specialized in the Eye, 
Ear, Nose and Throat in the Brooklyn Eye and Ear 
Hospital, until his commission in the U. S. A. under 
date of December 1, 1917. Joining the Unit the follow- 
ing April he assumed charge of the Eye, Ear, Nose and 
Throat Clinic. His office is in the Grand Opera House 
Building. 

FITTS, JOHN B. 
1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Born in LaGrange, Ga., Lieutenant Fitts now has his 
office 701 Hurt Building, Atlanta. In 1908 he took his 
.\.B. from the L'niversity of Georgia, and in 1912 his 
M.D. from Atlanta College of Physicians and Surgeons. 
Enlisting in September, 1917, he took a course in Camp 
Greenleaf Medical Officers' Training Camp. Coming to 
the LTnit March 30, 1918, Lieutenant Fitts was asso- 
ciated in France with the Medical Staff of Annex 
No. 29. His office is in the Hurt Building. 



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GREENE, EDGAR H. 
1st Lieutekant M. C. 
Lieutenant Greene was born in Shellman, Ga., Jan- 
uary 22, 1889. After a course in Emory University he 
took his M.D. from Atlanta Medical College in 1915. 
Enlisting in June, 1917, and after a course at Camp 
Greenleaf, he came to the Unit on April 1, 1918. In 
France he was on the Medical and Surgical Staff of 
Annexes Mixte, 13 and Ecole Superieure. He is now 
|iracticing in Atlanta, his office being located at 25 E. 
Linden Avenue. 



HODGSON, FREDERICK G. 
Major M. C. 
F. A. C. S. 

Major Hodgson was born September 25, 1878 at 
Athens, Ga. Educated at the University of Georgia 
and Columbia College, the latter giving him his M.D. 
in 1901. He joined the Unit in May, 1918, and in 
France has functioned as Chief Orthopedic Surgeon, 
as well as being a member of the Disability Board and 
also as Commanding Officer of Annex 13. Major Hodg- 
son practices in Atlanta, his office being located at 746 
Peachtree Street. 



KAUCHER, CLIFFORD L. 
Captain M. C. 
Captain Kaucher was born in Philadelphia, Pa., 
January 15, 1881. He now has offices in the Colonial 
Trust Building, Reading, Pa., specializing in Eye, Ear, 
Nose and Throat. Commissioned June 10th, 1917, Lieu- 
tenant, and Captain February 12, 1918. After train- 
ing at Camp Greenleaf he came to the Unit in May, 
1918, and in France was in charge of the Eye, 
Ear, Nose and Throat Department of Annex 13. Cap- 
tain Kaucher took his M.D. in 1902 from the Medico- 
Chirurgical College, Philadelphia, Pa. 



LAWRENCE, CHARLES E. . 
1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Born in Ranger, N. C, January 7, 1889, Lieutenant 
Lawrence has his civilian practice in Atlanta. He 
took his M.D. from Atlanta Medical College in 1914. 
Was commissioned December 9, 1915, and after a 
course in Rockefeller Institute came to the Unit in 
-Voril, 1918. In France he functioned on the Laboratory 
Staff. His office is in the Hurt Building, Atlanta. Ga. 



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MARIETTA, SHELLY U. 

LlEUTENANT-COLOXEL M. C, U. S. A. 

Lieutenant-Colonel Marietta was Ijorn January 5, 
1881 in Palmyra, Iowa. Graduated in 1902 from Dralve 
University with the Degree of D.D.S., and from the 
University of Illinois in 1909 with degree of M.D. 
Entering the Regular Army shortly after, he was com- 
missioned Lieutenant-Colonel in February, 1918. On 
April 2, 1918 he assumed command of Base Hospital 
t3, continuing as Commanding Officer until February 1, 
1919, when he was relieved and assigned to Hospital 
Center Savenav. 



McAllister, james a. 

1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Born October 3, 1892, in Mt. Vernon, Ga. In 1914. 
lie took his M.lJ. from the Atlanta Medical College. 
.\fter courses in Camp Crane, Ray and Ft. Oglethorpe, 
(ia., lie joined the Unit April 2, 1918. at Gordon. Over 
there he funrt;oned as Surgeon at Annex 1. His office 
is in the Hurt Building, Atlant-i, Ga. 



McGEE, JAMES P. 
1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Lieutenant McGee was born January 12, 1891, in 
Union County, Ga., taking his A.B. from North Georgia 
Agricultural College in 1911, and his M.D. from At- 
lanta Medical College in 1916. He was commissioned 
Xovemlier 6, 1917, and after a course at Camp Green- 
leaf, joined the Unit February 24, 1918, and served as 
Adjutant until the demobilization of the organization. 
Lieutenant McGee's home is in Dahlonega, Ga. He was 
an Instructor in Anatomy in Atlanta Medical College 
when he enlisted into the Service. 



OSBORNE, JOSEPH D. 
1st Lieutenant D. C. 
Lieutenant Osborne was born in Savannah, Ga., Sep- 
tember 6, 1886; his home today is 76-5 Peachtree Street, 
.Vtlanta, Ga. Taking his D.D.'S. from Atlanta-Southern 
Dental College in 1911, he practiced Oral Surgery until 
receiving his commission April 21, 1918. On May 1 
lie joined the Unit and functioned as an Oral Surgeon 
wliile in France. Dr. Osborne is located in the Candler 
Building. 



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PERSON, WELDON E. 
Captain M. C. 
Captain Person was born July 29, 1879, in Clirmont, 
Mississippi. After a course at tlie University of Flor- 
ida he tooli his M.D. from the Atlanta College of Phy- 
sicians and Surgeons in 1901. Commissioned July 30, 
1917; afterward had courses in Camp AVadsworth, S. C, 
and in the New York Neurological Institute. Captain 
Person came to us April 2. In civil practice he is a 
Surgeon in Atlanta. In France he was Commanding 
Officer of Annex No. 1. He is located in the Candler 
Building. 



PHILLIPS, CHARLES 
Captaik M. C. 
Captain Phillips was born October 27, 1883 in New 
York City. Educated at Columbia, he took his M.D. in 
1906, specializing in civilian practice in Gynecology in 
his Home City. Specially trained for war work in 
Fort Benjamin Harrison, Ind. He came to us May, 
1918. His work with the Unit was that of Registrar, 
Capt. Phillips was promoted to Captaincy February 
17, 1919. 



RAWLINGS, FRED B. 
1st Lieutexant M. C. 
Lieutenant Rawlings was born August 12, 1889, in 
Sandersville, Ga., where he is now associated with Raw- 
lings' Sanitarium. He took his B.S. in 1910, and his 
M.D. from the University of Pennsylvania in 1915. 
Commissioned Octoljer 6, 1917. He came, to the Emory 
LTnit April 22, 1918. Lieutenant Rawlings was on 
the Surgical and Medical Staff of Mixte Hospital. 



ROBERTS, JAMES W. 
Captain- M. C. 
Captain Roberts was born February 9, 188'6, in El- 
berton, Ga., taking Ph.B. Emory in 1909, and M.D. At- 
lanta Medical College, 1913. After special war train- 
ing at Washington University, St. Louis, Missouri, 
Camp Hancock, and Ft. McPher,son, he came to the 
Unit, April 2, 1918. He specialized in General Sur- 
gery at Annex Ecole Superieure. He went to the Front 
with operating team from Septemljer 1, 1918 to end 
of War. He practices from his office, 407 Candler 
Building, Atlanta. 



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SAULS, HENRY C. "'Jake" 
Captaix M. C. 

Captain Sauls was born February 28, 1887, in Mariet- 
ta, Ga., thougli he now resides in Atlanta, his office and 
home being 897 Peachtree Street. Taking his M.D. 
from Atlanta Medical College Captain Sauls graduated 
from the M. O. T. C. at Camp Greenleaf April 2, 1918, 
riming to us immediateh- afterwards. From April to 
July, 1918, he was Detachment Commander; from July, 
1918 to January, 1919, on Medical Service, after which 
lie resumed his former position as Detachment Com- 
mander. His office is in the Hurt Building. 



SILLIMAN, GROVER A. 
1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Lieutenant Silliman was born November 21, 1890, in 
Westford, New York, his present home being Delhi, 
of the same State. He took his M.D. from Baltimore 
Medical College in 1913. After a course in Bellevue 
Hospital, New York, specializing in Carrell-Dakins and 
Fractures. He was commissioned July 26, 1917. In 
France he functi'^ned as Recorder, Member of Dis- 
aliilitv Board, Receiving Officer, as well as being on the 
Staff 'of Annex 13. 



SLMS, HARRY J. 
1st Lieutenant M. C. 
Lieutenant Sims was born April 22, 1890, in Okla- 
homa. After studying at Vanderbilt L'niversity, he 
took his M.D. from the University of Tennessee in 1913. 
He came to. us from Fort Riley, Kansas, April 22, 1918. 
During our stay in France Lieutenant Sims was a 
Medical Officer on the Staff of Annex No. 11.5. 



STOCK ARD, CECIL 
Captain M. C. 
Captain Stockard was born in Columbus, Mississippi, 
and after taking bis M. D. from the Atlanta College 
of Physicians and Surgeons, came into the service as 
Lieutenant in June, 1917. In France he was asso- 
ciated with the Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Department 
at .-Vnnex 13, for which work he trained in Camp Beau- 
regard, Louisiana. His home address is 32.5 N. More- 
land Avenue, Atlanta, Ga. His office is in the Candler 
Building. 



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STREET, WILLI.\M E. 
1st Lieutexaxt Q. M. C. 
Lieutenant Street was born in Golden, Colorado, 
though his home is now Bradentown, Florida. Com- 
missioned a 2nd Lieutenant in the 1st Officers Training 
Camp, he was promoted March 12, 1918, coming, to the 
Unit April 5, 1918 as Quartermaster. Lieutenant Street 
toolv his B.S. from the University of Florida in 1914, 
and in civilian life was a manufacturer of fruit juices 
and products. 

STRICKLER, CYRUS W. 

LlEUTEXANT-COLOXEL M. C. 

Lieutenant-Colonel Strickler was born November 1, 
1873 in Augusta County, Virginia. After a four years' 
course in AVashington and Lee, he entered the Atlanta 
Medical College, taking his M.D. degree in 1S9T. Since 
tliat time he has practiced his profession of Internal 
-Medicine in Atlanta. Commissioned a Major May 6, 
1918, he functioned as Executive and Summary Court 
Officer while in Blois. On February 20th lie assumed 
command of Base Hospital 43, and on March 1st was 
promoted to the rank of LieutenantTColonel. His 
liome address is 95 E. 14th St., Atlanta, Ga. 



WALLACE, WITHERSPOON 
1st Lieutexaxt D. C. 
Lieutenant Wallace was born in Wallaceville, S. C, 
Septemlier 28, 1887. His present home is 84 Elniira St., 
Atlanta, Ga. After taking his D.D.S. from Atlanta 
Dental College, he was commissioned July 20, 1917, and 
came to the Emory L'nit in April, 1918. In Atlanta he 
functioned as a Dental Surgeon, and his work in France 
was of a like nature. He has his office in the Candler 
Building. 



Attached Officers 

Tlie following officers were attached to Base Hospital 43 either at Camp Gordon or 
"over there," for temporary duty. Some of them were with us but a short while, others 
labored with us for months, but they all contributed gladly to ?iiake the Emory L'nit a 
success : 

ALLEN, J.VMES H., 1st Lieutenant M. C 102 Ash St., Brockton, Mass. 

Orthopedic Surgeri/. 

BARNETT, JACKSON H., Major M. C ' 601 Duncan Ave., Chattanooga, Tenn. 

Surgery. 

BELLINGER, VICTOR E., 1st Lieutenant M. 'c Scotts Bluff, Neb. 

Surgery. 



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BLACK, ROBERT C, 1st Lieutenant M. C 14.19 N. 31st St., Birmingham, Ala. 

General Swrqery. 

BREWSTER, ALBERT H., 1st Lieutenant M. C College Park, Ga. 

Internal Medicine and Surgeri/. 

BRUCE, JAMES W., Captain M. C 1411 3rd Ave., Louisville, Ky. 

Internal Medicine. 
CONWAY, BERNARD P., 1st Lieutenant M. C. . . 7500 Stoney Island Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Surgery. 

DeMOSS, GEORGE O., 1st Lieutenant M. C Manchester, Iowa. 

Surgery. 

DONOVAN, HARRY W., 1st Lieutenant D. C 53 Spring St., Kingston, N. Y. 

Dental Surgery. 

DREYER, ADOLPH E., 1st Lieutenant M. C 1383 Military St., Detroit, Mich. 

Internal Medicine. 

FRENCH, STEPHEN F., 1st Lieutenant D. C 132 S. Menard Ave., Chicago, 111. 

Dentist. 

GEIGER, ULYSSES S., 1st Lieutenant M. C (Address unobtainable.) 

General Medicine. 

GILLETTE, CURTENIUS, Major M. C Ill E. 64th, New York, N. Y. 

General Medicine. 

GOODWYN, THOMAS P., 1st Lieutenant M. C Atlanta, Ga. 

Surgery. 

HASKINS, JOHN L., Major M. C 1822 Vine Place, Minneapolis, Minn. 

Internal Medicine. 

HOWLAND, JOHN P., Lieutenant-Cfllonel F. A Buffalo, N. Y. 

General Surgery. 

McCORD, JAMES R., 1st Lieutenant M. C 805 Hurt Bldg., Atlanta, Ga. 

Obstetrics and Gynecology. 

McDowell, JAMES E., Ist Lieutenant M. C 5006 Walnut St., Philadelphia, Pa. 

Genito-Vrinary. 

PAULLIN, JAMES E., Major M. C ' 38 W. 15th St., Atlanta, Ga. 

Internal Medicine. 

PERKINS, ARCHIBALD T., 1st Lieutenant M. C South Otselic, N. Y. 

General Medicine and Surgery. 

PLANT, JOSEPH H., 1st Lieutenant M. C Jamestown, N. Dak. 

Surgery. 

PRESTON, ARTHUR M., 1st Lieutenant S. C Del Rio, Texas. 

Mess Officer and Assistant Adjutant. 

ROBINSON, FRANK C, Major M. C 265 N. Sycamore St., Martinsville, Ind. 

Surgery. 

STUART, CHARLES E., 2nd Lieutenant Q. M. C Pembroke, N. C. 

C. O. 162 Labor Bn. 

THOMAS, EARL W., 1st Lieutenant M. C, 1072 Lovejoy St., Buffalo, N. Y. 

Surgical and Internist. 

TOLAND, WILLIAM A., Captain M. C (Address unobtainable). 

Surgery. 

WILLIAMS, BENJAMIN H., 1st Lieutenant S. C Putnam, 111. 

Medical Supply. 

WILSON, ROSS M., 1st Lieutenant M. C .400 W. 160th St., New York, N. Y. 

Surgery. 

WRIGHT, OSCAR R., 1st Lieutenant M. C (Address unobtainable). 

Surgery, 

ZIMMERMAN, RANDALL, Captain M. C 225 Hay St., Wilkinsburg, Pa. 

General Medicine and Surgery. 



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'^he Nurses of the 
Emory Unit 



P^ ARLY in the history of our stay Over 
>-^ There one thing -was lacking "the pres- 
ence of our own Nurses. They did not 
arrive until August 6th, 1918, and then 
almost immediately, due to emergencies else- 
where, many went on detached service with 
hospital trains and other organizations. 

^ It is therefore with a deep sense of regret 
that the Editors note the incompleteness of 
data obtainable. 

^ The part the Nurses have played in ' 'The 
Great Adventure" was fundamental, and 
appreciation for their work and recognition 
of their self-sacrifice is rather heightened by 
the very fact that they were so necessary 
not only to our own hospital, but to many 
other organizations functioning as agencies of 
mercy. 

^ At home nearly all of those whose names 
follow are at the service of those who in 
time of need are dependent upon their min- 
istration in the sick room. 



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DANTZLER, CAROLINE S. 

R. N.,. A. N. C. Chief NunsE. 
Miss Dantzler enlisted May 16, 1918, from her home 
in Elloree, S. C, as Chief Nui-se. She had charge of 
that department while Base 43 functioned as a hospital. 



ALEXANDER, LENA MARY 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Alexander's home is 362 Carroll Street, Akron, 
Ohio. She enlisted January 28, and in France was on 
duty in Annex Mixte. 



ALEXANDER, EDNA EULA 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Alexander may be addressed care of Mecklen- 
burg Hotel, Charlotte, N. C. Enlisting November 19, 
1917, in France, she was on duty both at Annex No. 13 
and Ecole Superieure. 



ANDERSON, LEILA HARRISON 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Anderson is from Cedartown, Ga. She enlisted 

April 26, 1918, and her work as a nurse was localized 

in Annexes 29, 13 and Ecole Superieure. 



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BAGGARLY, GRADIE LILLIE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Baggarly's home is in Griffin. Ga. She enlisted 

February 18, 1918, and was on duty both as Nurse and 

Dietitian in Mixte Hospital. 



BAIRD, OSA 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Baird lived at 468 Lee Street, Atlanta. Enlist- 
ing April 6, 1918, she was on duty in Annex 29. Since 
returning to civil life Miss Baird has joined the ranks 
of the benedicts. 



BARTLEY, MARGARET PERRY 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Bartley's address is 62 Waverly Way, Atlanta, 
Ga. Enlisting April 10, 1918, she served in Annexes 
No. 1, 13 and Ecole Superieure as Surgical Nurse. 



BELL, PAULINE ELIZABETH 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Bell lives in Waynesville, N. C. She enlisted 
May 16, 1918, and in France was on detached duty with 
a hospital train. 



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BOND, ADA ELOISE 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Bond lives in Greenwood, South Carolina. She 
enlisted May 14, 1918, and was on duty in Annex 29 as 
a Medical Nurse. 



BOOTH, CLEO 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Booth lives in Lawrenceville, Ga. She enlisted 
May 6, 1918, and after going to France was on duty in 
Annex Mixte, 



BRADY, ELOISE 
(Photo unobtainable.) 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Brady is from Savannah, Ga., living at 619 Mont- 
gomery Street. Enlisting May 20, 1918, she worlied as 
Surgical Nurse in Annexes No. 1, 29 and Ecole Su- 
perieure. 



BROWN, MYRTICE SOULE 

(Photo unobtainable.) 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Brown lives at 12 Power Street, Atlanta, Ga. 

Enlisting April 6, 1918, she was on duty as Surgical 

Nurse in Annexes 13 and Ecole Superieure. 



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BURNS, DOROTHY ELLEN 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Burns' home was in Jacksonville, Alabama. She 

enlisted May l(i, 1918, and worked on Hospital Train 

No. 6.5 while in France. Slie is now married — Mrs. 

Sutton, W. Peachtree, Atlanta. 



BUSH, MARY ELIZABETH 
R. N., A. N. C. 

The home of Miss Bush is 205 Peachtree Street, At- 
lanta. She enlisted .-Vpril C, 1918, and while in France 
functioned as Dietitian and Medical Nurse in Annexes 
No. 13 and 29. 



CALLAWAY, MRS. EULA 
R. N., A. N. C. 

"Motlier'" Callaway lives in Madison, Ga. She en- 
listed Februai-y 18, 1918, and was on duty as a Surgi- 
cal and Medical Nurse at Annexes Nos. 1 and 29. 



CHAPIN, WILMA BIXBY 
R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Chapin is at home at 1819 Kenilworth Avenue, 
Chicago, 111. She enlisted May 13, 1918, and in France 
she was Surgical Nurse in Annex No. 13 and Ecole 
.Superieure. 



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CHAPMAN, LAURA KATHERINE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Chapman can be reached at Grady Hospital, 

Atlanta, Ga. She enlisted April 6, 1918, and functioned 

as Head Surgical Nurse in Annexes No. 13 and Ecole 

Superieure. 



COAXES, NETTIE ELIZABETH 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Coates is Operating Room Supervisor at the 

Georgia Baptist Hospital, Atlanta, Ga. She enlisted 

April 6, 1918, and while in France was an Operating 

Room Nurse in the Operating Room of Annex No. 1. 



CHRISTIAN, CARREE 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Christian's home address is Cornelia, Ga. En- 
listing April 23, 1918, in France she functioned as a 
Medical and Surgical Nurse in Annexes Nos. 13, 115 
and Ecole Superieure. In spite of Government reports 
to the contrary Miss Christian is alive and well. 



COTHRAN, ANN 

(Photo unobtainable.) 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Cothran's present home address is Greenville, 

S. C. She enlisted May 16, 1918, and after coming to 

France was located for duty in Annexes No. 29 and 

Ecole Superieure. 



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CRISSOX, MARGARET 
R. X., A. N. C. 
Miss Crisson may be addressed 14T Peeples Street, 
\tlanta, Ga. She enlisted April 6, 1918, and during 
our stay in France was on duty as Night Supervisor. 



COBLE, MARY ELLEN 
R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Coble's home is in Waynesville, North Carolina. 
She enlisted April 8, 1918, and she was on duty as a 
Medical Nurse in Mixte Hospital. 



COLEMAN, ANNIE BELL 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Coleman, when at home, lives in Cedartown, Ga. 
She enlisted May 10, 1918, and acted as a Medical 
Xurse in Annex X''o. 115. 



CHAMBERLAIN, LUCY J. 
Miss Chamberlain, a civilian, came into service 
May 25, 1918. Her home address is 2144 Post Street, 
.Tacksonville, Fla,. care of G. B. Hills. She acted as 
Secretary in the office at headquarters. 



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DARGAN, THELMA M. 
Miss Dargan, another civilian employee, came to us 
May 30, 1918. Her home address is care of Mrs. Mar- 
tin B. Dunbar, Dunbar Apartments, Piedmont Avenue, 
Atlanta, Ga. Her work was in Headquarters Office. 



DAUGHTREY, MARCIA ESTELLE 

R. N., A. X. C. 

Miss Daughtrey enlisted April 23, 1918. Her mail 

address is 812 Hurt Building, Atlanta, Ga., care of 

Mrs. Louis S. Hardin. In France she was on dutj' both 

at Annex No. 13 and Mixte Hospitals. 



DENTON, SUSIE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Denton enlisted April 23, 1918. Her home is in 

Brownwood, Ga., where she may be addressed care of 

iier father, David J. Denton. In France Miss Denton 

was on duty in Annex 29. 



EVANS, FLORENCE MARGARET 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Evans enlisted November 19, 1917. Her home 

address is East Amelia Avenue, Tampa, Florida, care of 

her father, William M. Evans. In France she was on 

duty at Annex 115. 



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FALLS, RUBY 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Falls enlisted April 9, 1918. Her home address 

is care of Mrs. Lee A. Falls, 1309 Buncombe Street, 

Greenville, S. C. After arriving in France she was on 

duty at Annex 13 and Ecole Superieure. 



FARMER, MATTIE P. 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Farmer enlisted May 16, 1918. Her home ad- 
dress is Atlanta, Ga., care of Miss Mary Lou Farmer, 
Federal Reserve Bank. She was on duty at Annex No. 
1 while in France. 



FEARNSIDE, BLANCHE G. 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Fearnside enlisted April 9, 1918. Her home 

address is Madison, Ga., care of Mrs. James G. High. 

In France Miss Fearnside was on duty at Annex No. 1. 



FEAZEL, MARY ISABEL 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Feazel came into the Unit by enlistment. May 3, 
1918, and worked both in Annex No. 1 and Ecole Su- 
perieure, during her stay in France. Her address is 
Lodi, Ohio, care of Mrs. Charles E. Knapp. 



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FARR, FRANCES BELL 
R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Fan- enlisted April 9, 1918, from her home in 
Clinton, South Carolina, where she may be addressed, 
care of Mrs. Robert C. Farr. She was on duty "over 
there" in Annex Ecole Superieure. 



FITTS, TRESSIE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Fitts' home is Atlanta, Ga., her address being 

care of Mrs. R. W. Rickley, Route A, Box 356. With 

the LTnit in France she worked in Annex No. 13, and 

later transferred to Hospital Train No. 66. 



FOX, EMILU 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Fox enlisted at the same time with her sister, 
that is, April 9, 1918. Her home address was Norman 
Park, Georgia. While in France she worked in Annex 
No. 13, and later transferred to Chaumont. Miss Fox 
is now Mrs. Lewis Bayles, of Birmingham, Ala. 



FOX, MISS LENA OZELLA 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Enlisting April 9, 1918, Miss Fox came from Norman 

Park, Georgia, where she may be addressed care of her 

father, John C. Fox. Miss Fox acted as Nurse in 

charge of Annex 29, while in France. 



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FULLER, LAVINIA 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Fullers home is 307 East Pine Street, Atlanta, 
Ga. She enlisted in the Unit April 8, 1918, and while 
in France was on duty in Annex No. 29. 



GODFREY, IDA MAY 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Godfrey enlisted May 16, 1918. Her address is 
care of Mrs. Israel H. Bryant, Harrodsburg, Kentucky. 
She was on duty at Annex 13 and Hospital Train No. 
(i(), while the Unit was in France. 



GREGORY, BEATRICE 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Gregory enlisted May 16, 1918. Her mailing 
address was care of James J. Gregory, Eton, Georgia. 
.\fter going to France she was on duty at Mixte Hos- 
pital. Upon her return to civil life Miss Gregory 
became Mrs. Rex Barfield. 



HALL, FLORENCE MAY 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Hall is a product of England, her home being 
11 Bangor Road, Birmingham, England. She joined 
the Unit February 19, 1918, and in France worked at 
Annex 29. Miss Hall has married since being mustered 
out. 



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HARRELL, JEAN 

R. N., A. N. C. 
iliss Harrell is a South Carolinian, her home address 
lieing Maryville, of that State. She enlisted April 9, 
1918, and was on duty in Annex 13. 



HARWELL, GLADYS 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss HarH-ell's address is care of Mrs. F. A. Ingram, 
Anniston, Alabama. She enlisted April 23, 1918, and 
H as on duty in Annex Ecole Superieure. 



HATCHER, BETTIE S. 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Hatcher's address is care of Mrs. Clifton C. 
McCall, 4.51 Duncan Street, Macon, Georgia. She en- 
listed in the Emory Unit May 2T, 1918. In France she 
was on duty in Annex 29. 



HATFIELD, AMY A. 
R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Hatfield enlisted May 22, 1918. Her address 
is 247 Decatur Street, Brooklyn New York, care of 
Mr. E. C. Harning. In France she was on duty in 
Vnnex Ecole Superieure. 



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HENNEMEIER, MARY 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Hennemeier lives at 1020 East Bolton Street, 
Savannah, Ga. Enlisting May 16 1918, she was on duty 
in Annex 115 during her stay in France. 



HERRING, ESTELLE 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Herring enlisted April 23, 1918. Her home, be- 
fore the War, being in Calvary, Georgia. AVhile in 
France she was on duty in Annex Mixte and Annex 13. 



HILL, CAROLINE C. 
R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Caroline "Red" Hill enlisted November 19, 1918. 
Her home is in Montezuma, Georgia. During our stay 
in France she was on duty in Annex 29, both as Med- 
ical Nurse and Dietitian. 



HUGULEY, NANNIE MAE 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Hugueley lived at 236 College Street, Macon, 
Georgia. She enlisted February 19, 1918, and in France 
was on duty in Annex 115. She is now married. 



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JEFFRIES, BERNICE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Jeffries lived in Atlanta, 155 Cleburne Avenue 

being the street address. She enlisted April 23, 1918, 

and was on the Nurses' Staff at Annex 115 while in 

France. She is now married. 



JOHNS, SARAH ETHEL 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Johns is another Atlanta girl, living at 87 Park 
Street. She enlisted May 16, 1918, and was on the 
Staff of Annex 115. 



JOHNSON, JOHN ORA 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Johnson enlisted April 15, 1918. She may be 

addressed care of Davis-Fischer Sanitarium, .\tlanta, 

Ga., where she is superintendent. In France she was on 

the Nursing Staff of Hospital Annex Mixte. 



JOHNSON, MARY CELIA 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Enlisting February 19, 1918, Miss Johnson, on going 

to France, assumed charge for a while of the Nursing 

Staff of Annex No. 1. Her home address is Hender- 

sonville, N. C. 



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JONES, MARY LUCILE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Jones is a native of Fitzgerald, Georgia. On 

May 16, 1918, she enlisted in the Emory Unit, and upon 

arrival in France she went on duty at Annex No. 1. 



JONES, RAY 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Ray Jones is also from Fitzgerald, Georgia, 
she and her sister calling 213 Palm Street home. En- 
listing April 23, 1918, she was on the Stafif of Annex 
Mixte. She is now married. 



KINNEY, CAROLINE 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Kinnej' enlisted April 9, 1918, and after arriving 
in France went on duty in Annex Mixte. ' Her home 
address is care of Mrs. Mary C. Kinney, 830 N. Sev- 
enth Street, Memphis, Tennessee. 



LITTLE, ESTER LORRAINE 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Little enlisted April 9, 1918, in the Emory Unit. 
Her home is in Tallapoosa, Georgia. AVhile in France 
she was on the Nursing Staff of Annex Mixte and An- 
nex Ecole Superieiire. 



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LOVELACE, YVONNE EDWIN 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Love'-ace enlisted February 18, 1918, and while 
in France was attaelied to Annex Eeole Superieure. 
Her lionie address was 18 Pearce Street, Atlanta, Ga., 
care of Mrs. H. E. Sliindlebower. Miss Lovelace mar- 
ried in France, but kept it a secret from all except a 
lew intimate friends. 



LUCKIE, ANNIE MAE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Luckie enlisted November 19, 1917, from her 

Inline in Sparks, Georgia. After arriving in France she 

was on the Staff of Annex 1, both as Surgical Nurse 

md Dietitian. 



MARTIN, KATIE MAE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Martin's home is 589 Meigs Street, Athens, Ga. 

Slie enlisted in the Emory Unit February 18, 1918, and 

was on duty at Annex 13 and, Ecole Superieure during 

iiur stay in France. 



MILLER, ANNIE PEARL 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Miller enlisted April 6, 1918, in the Emory Unit. 
Her home is in Hillsboro, New Brunswick, Canada, 
where she may be addressed care of her father, Edward 
Miller. Miss Miller was Head Nurse of Annex No. 
115 during our stay in France. 



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MURRAY, RUTH 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Murray enlisted in tlie Emory Unit from her 

liome in Athens, Georgia, May 1«, 1918. After going 

to France she was on the Nursing Staff of Annex No. 

115. 



McCANN, MARG.VRET J. 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss McCann enlisted April 6, 1918, for service in 

France. During her stay there she worked at Annex 

29. Her address is 1512 Haleshaw Street, Savannah, 

Georgia. 



McCOY, CORA JANE 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss McCoy enlisted February 16, 1918, and func- 
tioned as Dietitian in Hospital No. 29. Her home ad- 
;' dress is East Point, Florida, care of Mrs. Paul M. 
i Forsyth. 



Mackenzie, ethel mary 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss MacKenzie enlisted April 27, 1918, in the Emory 
Unit. In France she was a member of the Nursing 
Staff of Hospital Annex No. 1. Her home address is 
91 College Street, Asheville, N. C. 



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McMANUS, LUCY MAY 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss McManus is an Atlantan, living at 57 Dodd 

Avenue of that city. Enlisting April 6, 1918, she was 

on the Staff of Annex No. 1 and Ecole Superieure in 

France. 



NEWTON, HATTIE MARGARET 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Newton enlisted April 26, 1918, and was on the 
Staff' of Ecole Superieure. Her home address is 39 Co- 
lumbus Avenue, Waycross Ga., care of Mrs. James A. 
Calle. 



O'BRIEN, CAMILLE LOUISE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss O'Brien's enlistment was February 18, 1918. In 

France she was on duty at Annex Ecole Superieure. 

Miss O'Brien gave her life to her country while in 

France. 



PERKINS, MIRIA.M MADGE 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Perkins enlisted February 18, 1918, in the Unit. 
Shortly after arriving in France she was put on duty 
at Annex 13. Her home address is Claxton, Ga. 



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PIRKLE, EDITH ALBERTA 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Pirkle's date of entrance into the Unit was 

April 6, 1918. Coming to France she was on duty in 

Annex Mixte Hospital. Her home address is care of 

John Milton, Norcross, Georgia. 



RAGAN, JESSIE 
R. N., A. N. C. 
April 8, 1918, found Miss Ragan enlisting in the Em- 
ory Unit. After coming to France she was on the Staff 
of Annexes No. 29 and No. 1. . Her home address is 
care of Billington P. Ragan, Pinetta, Florida. 



RHODES, SARAH ELIZABETH 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Rhodes enlisted for service May 16, 1918. In 
France she was on duty at Annex Mixte. Her home 
address is Box 100, Huron, Oiiio. 



ROAN, JEWEL L. 
Pathologist M. C, U. S. A. 
Miss Roan came to the Army as a civilian employee 
May 30, 1918. In France she was employed in the 
laboratory of Base Hospital No. 43 as Bacteriologist. 
Her address in the States is care of Charles R. Roan, 
Bryson City, N. C. 



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ROBERTS, ELi:£,ABKTH 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Enlisting yVpril 6, 1918, Miss Roberts, on going to 

France, was detached for service on a Hospital Train, 

No. 66, though working for a time at Annex 115. Her 

liome address is Louisville, Ga. 



ROBINSON, LOLA CATHERINE 

(Photo unobtainable.) 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Robinson enlisted in the Emory Unit April 6, 

I!I18. After going to France she was assigned to duty 

at Annexes 13 and Ecole Superieure. Her home address 

is care of Mrs. J. D. Manget, 697 N. Boulevard, At- 

binta, Ga. 



ROSS, QUEENIE HILDRED 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Enlisting in the Unit April 6, 1918, Miss Ross 
worked successfully at Annex No. 13 and Ecole Su- 
perieure while in France. Her home address is care of 
.Mrs. Catherine May, 17 W. Cain Street, Atlanta, Ga. 



RYAN, DOROTHY GRACE 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Enlisting May 6, 1918, Miss Ryan, shortly after her 
:irrival overseas, was transferred from Annex No. 29 
to duty on a Hospital Train, No. 66. Her home ad- 
dress is care of Fred J. Ryan, Finance Building, Phil- 
adelphia, Pa. 






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SCHULTZ, LAURA LOUISE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Schultz came into service February 18, 1918. In 

France she was on tlie Staff of both Hospital Annexes 

No. 13 and 29; later transferred to Base 15. Her 

home address is 210 E. Pacific Street, Jamestown, N. D. 



SMITHSON, PEARL FULLERTON 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Enlisting April 6, 1918, Miss Smithson worked both 
at Annex 13 and Annex Ecole Superieure. Her home 
address is care of Miss Lizzie Harrison, 422 Evans 
Street, Anderson, S. C. 



STANLEY, ELEANOR 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Coming into the service April 27, 1918, Miss Stanley 
was associated with the Nursing Staff of Hospital An- 
nex No. 115. She may be addressed care of Mr. G. W. 
Sutter, 416-A Warner Street, Northwest, Washington, 
D. C. 



STRANGE, MAE GERTRUDE 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Strange enlisted April 29, 1918, and in France 
she was on duty at Annex 13 and Annex Ecole Su- 
perieure. Her home is in Decatur, Ga., care of Mrs. 
Frances Rogers. 



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SUGGS, NELL 
R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Suggs enlisted February 23, 1917. In France she 
acted as Head Nurse of Annex 115 for a time; later 
going on dutj' with Hospital Train No. 66. She may be 
reached at Griffin, Ga. 



SUMNER, ESTELLE 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Sumner enlisted April 6, 1918, and after coming 
to France was on duty in Annex No. 13 and Ecole Su- 
perieure. Her home address is Sui.mer, Ga. 



TAYLOR, KATE DELILAH 
R. N., A. N. C. 

Enlisting April 6, 1918, Miss Taylor's duty while in 
France was in Annexes No. 13 and Ecole Superieure. 
Her home is in Moultrie, Ga., care of Mrs. D. O. Moore. 



TARTE, MYRTIS JEANNETTE • 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Enlisting April 8, 1918, Miss Tarte wa3 on the Nurs- 
ing Staff of Annexes Nos. 1, 13, and Ecole Superieure. 
Her home address is 1007 N. Toombs Street, Valdosta, 
Georaia. 



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TARVER, BOB TAYLOR 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Tai-ver enlisted in the Emory Unit April 6, 1918, 
and while in France functioned in Annex 29, as a Med- 
ical Nurse. Her home address is care of Miss Janie 
Estes, Lincolnton, Ga. 



TEMPLIN, MARJORIE A. 
Dietitian M. C, U. S. A. 
Miss Templin came into the Unit May 2T, 1918. 
While in France she was on duty as Dietitian both at 
Hospital No. 29 and Ecole Superieure. Her address is 
care of Olin Templin, 810 Food Administration Build- 
ing, Washington, D. C. 



THOMAS, BERDA JAMES 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Thomas enlisted April 23, 1918, in the Emory- 
Unit. In France she was on duty with the Staff of 
Mixte Hospital. Her home address is Brownsville, Ten- 
nessee. She may be reached at the Healey Building, 
Atlanta, Ga. 



THOMAS, ZOLA L. 
Anaesthetist, M. C, U. S. A. 
Miss Thomas enlisted in the service May 30, 1918. 
Going to France she functioned at Annex 13 and 
Ecole Superieure, while in Blois. She also was a mem- 
ber of a Surgical Team, spending several months away 
from the L'nit. Her home address is Buchanan, Va. 
She is now married. 



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TUCKER, WALTER SCOTT 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Tucker came into the Unit May 16, 1918. In 
France slie was on duty both at Annex No. 13 and An- 
nex Ecole Superieure. Her address is care of Miss 
Alpha Tucker, Prudential Insurance Company, Mont- 
gomery, Ala. 



TURNER, JULIA 

R. N., A. N. C. 

May 27, 1918, was the date Miss Turner entered the 

service. In France she saw duty at Annexes 13 and 

Ecole Superieure. Her address is care of Miss John i. 

.McPherson, East Lake, Birmingham, Ala. 



VARN, LILLIAN ROSALIE 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Yarn joined us January 25, 1918. In France 

^he saw service in Annexes No. 13, No. 1, and No. 29. 

Her home address is care of Mrs. Mary V. Polk, 615 

King Street, Columbia, S. C. 



VINTON, NETTIE GRACE 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss "Vinton enlisted April 6, 1918, and in France was 
successively on the Staff of Annexes No. 13, No. 1, 
Ecole Superieure, No. 29 and Louis XII. Her home 
address is care of Mrs. Frances E. Vinton, Alpha, 
Georgia. 



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WALDRON, JEAN COURTNEY 
R. N., A. N. C. 

February 18, 1918, found Miss Waldron ready for 
service. In France slie was on the Staff of Annex No. 
115. Her home address is care of Newton O. AValdron, 
White Springs, Fla. 



WALDRON, MOLLIE KATE 
R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss Waldron enlisted April 23, 1918, two months 
after her sister. In France she was on the Nursing 
Staff of Annex 29. Her liome address is White Springs, 
Florida. 



WALKER, EUNICE BERTIE 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Walker joined the Unit March 1, 1918. After 
going to France she assisted in the Operating Room 
of Annex No. 1. Her address is Calhoun Falls, S. C, 
care of John W. Wallver. 



WALKER, MARY EVANS 

R. N., A. N. C. 

Miss AValliCr's day of enlistment was April 26, 1918. 

In France she functioned as a member of the Nursing 

Staff of Annex No. 1. Her home address is Brandon, 

Miss. 



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WALTERS, ELLA MAY 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Walters was enrolled in the service April 23, 
1918. After service at Annex No. 1 she left as a mem- 
ber of a Surgical Team in the Zone of the Advance. 
Her home address is Hartwell, Ga. 



WANDECK, ALMA i 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Wandeck enlisted May 28, 1918, and her duties 
in France were in Annexes No. 1 and Mixte Hospital. 
Her home address is Marianna, Florida. 



WELLS, ELLEN EVA 
R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Wells came to the Unit May 16, 1918. In France 
she served as Dietitian and Nurse in Annex No. 11.5. 
Her home is in Citv Point, Florida. 



AVHITE, ELIZABETH 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss White enlisted April 10, 1918, and after going 
to France was on the Nursing Staff of Annex No. 1. 
Her home address is care of Mrs. William H. Yeldell, 
Sr., Greenwood, S. C. 



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WHITTEN, ELLA T. 
K. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Wliitten enlisted April 9, 1918, and during our 
stay in France worl^ed in Annexes 29, Jlixte, and Ecole 
Superieure. Her home address is care of w'm. T. Whit- 
ten, Faber, Florida. 



WILLIAMSON, THEO 

R. N., A. N. C. 

.Miss Williamson enlisted in the Unit May 16, 1918. 

Ill France slie was on tlie Staff of Annexes 13 and Ecole 

Superieure. Her address is care of H. E. Williamson, 

iironwood, Georgia. 



WILKINSON, ABBIE BELLE 

Secretary, M. C, U. S. A. 

Miss Wilkinson, a civilian employee, came to the Unit 

May 30, 1918, and was in the office at Headquarters. 

Her home address is care of Mrs. Jake Staten, Val- 

dosta, Georgia. 



WILLIS, ABBIE LUCILE 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Willis came to us in April, 1918, and she has 
worked in the wards of Annex 29 during our stay in 
France. Her address is 810 N. Main Street, Green- 
ville, S. C. 



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WOOD, HOPE 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss "Wood enlisted April 9, 1918. In France she 
was on duty at Annexes Nos. 13 and 29, as well as 
going to the front on a Surgical Team. Her address is 
care of Clvde F. AVood, Asheville, X. C. 



WOODSON, ELIZABETH A. 

R. N., A. N. C. 
Miss Woodson enlisted February 16, 1918, and in 
France was on the Nursing Staff of Annex No. 115. 
Her home address is Edgefield, S. C. 



Attached Nurses 



The following Nurses were attached to Base Hospital 43 for temporary duty 
at Blois: 



BENJAMIN, MALTIDE P. 
BIEBER, CLARA, R. N., A. N. C. 



98 Via Giuseppe, Montanelli, Pisa, Italy. 

Reconstruction Aid. 

1009 W. 14th St., Davenport, Iowa. 

Annex 29. 

HEIM, ELIZABETH, R. N., A. N. C Terra Bonne, Oregon. 

Mixte. 

HINTON, FRANCES, R. N., A. N. C Pottstown, Pa. 

Annex 115. 

MYERS, LULA, R. N., A. N. C 537 Cumberland St., Lebanon, Pa. 

Annex 29. 

WELLINGTON, DOROTIiY 290 Highland Ave., Winchester, Mass. 

Reconstruction Aid — Ecole Superiewre. 




Little Jean 
French Mascot of Base Hospital 43. 



The Enlisted Men of the Emory Unit 







ADKINS, ANDREW 
Private 
Born in Stepliens, Ga., November 5, 1895. Trained 
in Camp Gordon, Ga., having joined the Unit April 15, 
two weeks after enlistment. Before the war "Red" 
was a salesman, and his work in the Unit was in the 
Suraical Ward of Annex No. 1. 



ALBERT, LEONIDAS R. 

Private 1/c. 
An Atlantan by birth and education, he first saw tlie 
light of day February 29, 1892, and consequently is 27 
\ears old. He enlisted on October 19, 1917; came Lo 
Gordon on that memorable March 4th, and after that 
time had charge of the Property Room at 29. 



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ANDREWS, FRANK E., JR. 
Private 1/c. 
This gentleman was born in AVaycross, Ga., May 23, 
ISi.Hi, but bas adopted Henderson, N. C, as his home. 
Enbsted in the Emory Unit Se tember 18, 1917 ; came 
to Camp on March 4, 1918, from the University of 
South Carolina, where he specialized in baseball. In 
France his specialty was driving an ambulance. 



ARNOLD, OLIVER M. 
Private 
Rorn A|)ril 18, 1898, in Inverness, Florida, where he 
resided until October 17, 1917, when he took a trip 
north and joined "Atlanta's Own." During our stay in 
France he worked both in the kitchen and in the wards 
at Mixte Hospital. 



AUSTIN, ROBERT L. 

Private 1/c. 

(Data and photo unobtainable.) 



BERNSTEIN, MAURICE M. 
Private 1/c. 
Bernstein is another Southerner by adoption, being 
boin in New York City May 1, 1891, but now of Mont- 
aomery, Ala. After taking his Ph.G. in Pharmacy and 
pidcticing that in conjunction with the merchandise 
busmess, he came to the L'nit in April, and worked as 
a cook in Ecole Superieure. 



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BAGGETT, JvVCK L. 

PlilVATE 1/c. 

Jack was _ born and raised in Powder Springs, Ga., 
first letting the neiglilwrs know of liis arrival on No- 
vember 25, 1891. The next important step in liis career, 
outside of his business as a Pharmacist, was when he 
enlisted in the Unit Septemlier 21, 1917. He was one of 
the oi-iginal bunch that visited Gordon on March 4th. 
AVliile in France lie assisted in the Laboratory. 



BARR, BEVERLY 

(Data and photo unobtainable.) 



BARRINGTON, DAVID F. 

PniVATE 

Dave is a native of Rutledge, Alabama, and was 
born as a near-Christmas present December 24, 1893. 
Coming into service March 31, 1918, he came to us in 
April of that year, and all during his stay graced An- 
nex No. 1 with his presence — being 6 feet 2 inches, and 
by profession a school teacher, a graduate of Alabama 
State Normal College. We .see him in the latter few 
weeks of our stay in France a lecturer on Civics in the 
.\. E. F. Educational Courses. 



BARROW, WILLIS E. 
Private 1/c. 
Georgia first knew of Barrow's arrival July 10, 1895. 
After taking his Ph.G. from the LTniversity of Georgia, 
we find him leaping into the public eye in Reynolds. 
Georgia, as "Tlie Popular Pharmacist," until September 
'26, 1917, when he joined the Emory Unit. As dispenser 
of C. C. pills and iodine while in France he is known 
to all. 



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BAUGUS, THOMAS A. 

PUIVATE 1/C. 

".Slim" first saw the liaht in I.iilielvilie. Tennessee, 
.lulv 1, ,1803, Entering tlie ser\ ice April 1st he and 
.Molisieur Harrington both eanu- tii us on tlie IHth of that 
month. Durine our stay in France lie was Wardmaiter 



in Annex Ecole Superievire, antl returnc 
upon his discharge from the ,\rmy. 



:1 to farmins. 



BECKSTROM, CHARLES E. 

PlilVATE 

"Beck" was born in London, England, June 8, 1894, 
but his home is Tifton, Georgia, where, in peace time, 
he is automobile sales manager of the Tife-Overland 
Company. He joined us at Gordon ,\pril 25, 1918, and 
overseas he worked in the Amputation AVard at Ecole 
Superieure. 



BEASLEY, L D. 

PllIV.\TE 1/C. 

L D., our most popular politician, came into the 
world December 1.5, 1895, and Tennessee has heard very 
often from this Favorite Son, for Law and Politics 
have ever gone together during his career. Since taking 
liis digree in law he has been often with the public. 
r,casley entered the service April l.st, 1918, the 16th saw 
liiin an Emory man. In France his zeal as a Ward 
Master was well known. 



BEDDINGFIELD, LEON F 

PmVATE 

Born Seiitemlier 1, 1893, and raised in Unadilla, Ga 



He came t( 
a degree from 
Heasley, lie has 
in the Lnit wa.' 



\pril 18th, a full-fledged Lawyer, with 
Mercer University. Like his friend 
een often before the public. His work 
in a Ward in Annex 29. 



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BELL, JOHN W. 
Private 1/c. 
John was born in Shellman, Ga., August 11, 1886, and 
for thirty years has resided in tliat vicinity. After 
taking- his A.B. from Mercer we find him in tiie oil mill- 
ing and farming- luisiness, until on September 28, 1918, 
he signed up -with the Emory Unit. In France he 
worl<ed at Annex 11.5, being in charge of the linen 
room. 



BENNETT, CLAUDE S. 
Cook. 
Chnide was born August 24, 1893, in Atlanta, and 
early in life developed two tendencies — a fondness for 
clnirch, and the ladies, — both of which peculiarities have 
followed him to France. He came to us from the 
Depot Brigade at Camp Gordon. In civil life a bank 
teller, he made Annex No. 1 a mighty good cook, as 
well as preacher, his life again illustrating the ver- 
satility of talent in the Army. 



BIRD, GEORGE M. 

Private 1/c. 
Metter, Georgia, has known George ever since his 
birth on April 4, 1888. After taking his Ph.G. from 
Southern College of Pharmacy, he embarked in the pro- 
fession of his choice, coming- to Gordon on March 4, 
1918. While in France he worked in a ward of Annex 
115, where his clotliing and francs were often the envy 
of his patients. 



BLACK, SAMUEL C. 
Sergeaxt 
Our genial Sergeant was born July 25, 1891, in Bir- 
min<>ham, Alabama, though he now lives in Vincent. 
Strong- of voice and of arm, his specialty has been di- 
recting- those who put into practice the doctrine of 
Clennliness being next to Godliness. He hoped to return 
to farming when last seen. 



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BOWDOIN, MAX M. 

?RIVATE 1/c. 

Born in Adairsville, Ga., he has lived tliere since Au- 
gust 11, 1895. On September 21 lie enlisted, and guided 
an anibidance during his stay in France. In civil life 
Max was a power in the Cotton Warehouse business. 



BRADFORD, PHILIP R. 

PfilVATE 1/c. 

Carlton, Ga., has been proud of Phil, since December 
27, 1894. In 1914 he took his B.S. from G. M. C, and 
then farmed until September 20, 1917, when the Emory 
I'nit received him. As a member of our first Operating 
Trani he spent several months at the Front, coming 
safelv back to us after the Armistice. 



BROCK, J. R. 
Private 1/c. 
Born in Rising Fawn, Ga., January 1.5, 1895, Brock 
moved to the I>one Star State, where he entered the 
Texas A. & M. College, until the call to the colors 
found him in Atlanta, where on September 18, 1917, he 
signed up for service. In France he drove one of 43's 
ambulances. 



BROWN, OSCAR L. 

Private 1/c. 
Born and raised in Rabun, Gap, Ga. After three 
years at A. & M. College, enlisted October 5, 1917, and 
on March 4 joined us at Camp Gordon. Daring our 
stay over there he worked in a " ward in Annex 29, 
and hopes to return to "the best job on earth," the 
farm. 



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BROWNE, CARL F. 

Private 1/c. 
Carl came to us April 1, 1!)18, a true son of Bruns- 
wick, Ga., wliere he was born Decemlier 3, 1891. Being 
quite a connoisseur of good tilings to eat, he was placed 
in charge of the Mess Hall at headquarters. When you 
visit Brunswick you will find his name well known 
among the Inisiness interests. , 



BULLARD, CLAUDE E. 
Private 1/c. 
BuUard was born in Glenmore, Ga., April 1(3, 1890, 
but he is better known in Ocilla, where he now lives. 
After taking his degree from tlie Southern College of 
Pliarmacy in 1914, he specialized in his profession until 
September 15, 1917, when he signed up. Anyone en- 
tering the Lalioratory of B. H. 13 would be sure to 
liiul him at work. 



BURT, HUBERT T., JR. 

Priv.\te 1/c. 

Born April 2, 1893, in Connersville, Tenn. He joined 

the Emory Unit April 17, 1918, after having studied 

at the University of Tenne-see and spending some time 

in the mercantile business. 



BURR, HEXRY C. 

Corporal 
Born on St. Patrick's Day, 1893, in Griffin, Ga., he 
now lives at .50 W. Fifteenth Street, Atlanta. After a 
course in Georgia Tech. and a position as a Traffic En- 
gineer of Bell Telephone Company, he came to us in 
April, and while in France was engaged in clerical 
work at headquarters and Annex 1. 



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BUSSEY, ALFRED K. 
Private 1/c. 
Bussey was born at Ellerslie, Ga., January 20 1891. 
Vfter finishing at Emory University he entered the 
drug business.^ On September 12. 191T. he en hsted n 
the Unit, and while in France served as i^aboiatoij 
Assistant. 



CAIN, C.VRL C. 

Private 1/c. 

Born and raised in Atlanta, Carl now inhabits 109 

Confederate Avenue. April 10 found him with the 

organization, and on our arrival in France worlved m 

the Mixte Hospital 



CAMPBELL, JAMES F. 

Private 

Campbell was born in Chuckey, Tennessee, January 1, 

1896, and came to us April 18. When the Unit came 

to France he worked in the wards of Annex 13 and 

Ecole Superieure. He hopes to go back to fanning. 



CAMPBELL, JOHN D. 
Private 
"J. D." was born and raised in Lower Peachtree, 
Alabama. Enlisting April 1, 1918, he came to us on the 
18th. After going over he had charge of General 
Police at Mixte Hospital. He hoped to return to 
Lower Peachtree after the War. 



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CATHEY, JOSEPH B. 
Private 1/c. 
Cathey was born and raised in the Tar Heel State. 
He came into this world March 3, 1891, and in due time 
took his A.B. from Trinity College. Then, when the 
War bi'oke out, he joined tlie Emory Unit on Sep- 
tember 2T, 1917. In civil life he was a High School 
Principal. 



CASH, JOHN A. 
Sergeant 1st Class 
Sergeant Cash is another product of North Carolina, 
being born and raised in Winston-Salem Joining tlie 
Unit Septemlier 10, 1917, his skill as a statistician soon 
came into evidence, and in France he had charge of the 
Records Office at Annex 1. He was born April 13, 
1893. 



CLARK, JAMES HOWARD 

Albany, Ga. 

(Data and photo unobtainable.) 



COOK, NOLAN H. 
Private 1/c. 
Cook was born in Booth, Alabama, January 24, 1895, 
and has been true to that State ever since. He came 
to us on April 24, and during our stay in France was 
on Cook shift of Ecole Superiere. Previous to the 
.Vrmy's call Nolan's occupation was that of a book- 
keeper and clerk. 



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COOK, ROBERT W. 

Cook 
Robert was born in Fairburn, Ga., August 16, 1896, 
and that has been his home for 23 years, except for 
the two years he spent at the Univei'sity of Georgia. 
He came to the Unit April 11, and "over there" func- 
tioned as a Cook. Before the "War Cook was a Civil 
Engineer. 



COOK, AVILLIAM ARTHUR 
Private 1/c. 
Born in Leesburg, Ga. He adopted Atlanta as his 
home early in life, and on September 18, at the call of 
his country, enlisted in the Emory Unit, working in the 
Medical Supply Depot during his stay "over there." 
In civil life "Bill" was a clerk in the office of the Sec- 
retary of State. 



COX, OSCAR W. 
Private 
He first greeted Rising Fawn, Ga., with a cry of 
surprise, April 26, 1891, and he has been growing ever 
since. On October 2, 1917, he came into the Unit, 
leaving his drug store and his degree from the Southern 
College of Pharmacy at home to attend to the wants of 
those intrusted to his care in the wards of Annex 1. 



CREWS, THEODORE T. 
Private 1/c. 
Born in Arkansas, Crews is an Atlantan by adoption. 
He enlisted September 11, 1917, shortly after taking his 
degree in pharmacy from the Atlanta College of Pharm- 
acy, and while with the Unit worked at the receiving 
desk of Annex 115. 



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CROSS, JAMES DAVID 
Private 1/c. 
Born and raised in Canton, Ga., Cross first peeped 
( )c'tol)er 30, 1898, and in due time journeyed to Geor- 
gia Tecli. for an education. He was Ijusily drinliing in 
knowledge wiien war came, and witti it liis enlistment 
in the Emory Unit. Coming to us April 12, 1918, we 
saw liim daily in the Receiving Ward at headquarters. 



CROUCH, HENRY GRADY 

Private 

Crouch was born and raised in Eatonton, Ga., and 

came to the Emory Unit in April, 1918. Before the 

War he was in the mercantile business, and while in 

France worked in the wards of Annex 115. 



DAITCH, VICTOR 
Private 
This industrious member came to us April 28, 1918, 
the only man in the Unit who could talk to the Rus- 
sians in Blois, as he was born in that far away country 
November 10, 1894. Victor is a good mixer, and he was 
a salesman before the War. In France he was a night 
man in the office of Annex No. 1. 



DANIEL, JACKSON L. 

Private 1/c. 
Jack was born in Millen, Ga.,' January 20, 1896, and 
he has been there most of the time since. On October 
13, 1917, he joined the Emory Unit, where he worked 
in Mixte Hospital in various capacities. Before the call 
to service he was a student in the University of Geor- 
gia. After the War he entered Mercer with George 
Strickland. 



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DANIEL, QUILLIAN C. 
Private 1/c. 
"Q. C." was born and raised among tlie cotton fields 
of Franklin, Ga., first seeing the light March 8, 1892. 
He took his A.B from North Georgia Agricultural Col- 
lege in 1911, and then went back to the farm until Oc- 
tober 17, 1917, when the Unit took him to herself. Q. C. 
was assigned to an Operating Team and served at the 
front for several months. He expects to go back to 
the farm. 



DANIEL, WALTER W. 

Sergeamt 1st Class 
Another South Carolinian came to us with the advent 
of the Sergeant. He was born in Columbia, S. C, 
March 23, 1896, and later moved to Camden, of that 
State. In 1916 he took his A.B. at Wofl^ord College, 
and taught in the schools until September 4, when he 
came to the Unit. He worked at headquarters, and 
was on the A. E. F. Teaching Staff after the Armistice. 



DANTZLER, BENJAMIN T. 
Private 1/c. 
Ben was born back in the country in EUoree, S. C, 
December 9, 1889, and has been living there for thirty 
years, having- the best job in the world — on the farm. 
He enlisted September 21; was a "strong arm" man 
in the "Xut Ward," until as a member of a Surgical 
Team he left for the front. He expects to return to 
the farm. 



DALTON, WISE E. 
Cook 
Born in Winder, Ga., January 31, 1895, Wise now 
makes his home in Atlanta. On September 18, he 
signed up with the LTnit, and was a "sure enough" 
cook in Annex 115 and Ecole Normale. Before the 
War he was a jewelry salesman and has returned to 
the same occupation. 



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DAVIS, JESSE C. 
Private 1/c. 
A Hoosier by birth, Jesse was born July 26, 1890, in 
(dal City, Indiana, but very soon moved to the Land 
of Opportunity — Fitzgerald, Ga., where he started a 
prosperous mercantile business. On September 25, 1917, 
I If enlisted in the Unit, and made an A-1 ward man 
while in France. 



DAVIS, WILLIAM R. 
Cook 
Davis was born a native son of Georgia near Adairs- 
\ille on August 22, 1896, and as a farmer was contented 
until war called him on October 2, 1917, to enlist with 
I be LTnit. As a cook at Annex No. 1 he had a host of 
friends. 



DILLARD, THOMAS H. 
Private 1/c. 
Tom had the distinction of having a town named for 
hhu, being born in Dillard, Ga., June 25, 1895. Enlist- 
ing on September 21, 1917, he came to France as an 
( )|)erating Room Assistant, fresh from the University 
of Georgia. He expects to finish his M.D. course after 
the War. 



DOBBS, ROY K. 
Cook 
Born in Cartersville, but now a native of Calhoun. 
Hoy enlisted in the Unit September 19, 1917. Fresh 
from school he early qualified as a Cook, and worked as 
Mich both in Annex 13 and Ecole superieure. He ex- 
]u'Cts to go back to school. 



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DOWNS, JAMES B. 
Private 1/c. 
Downs is a native ton of Monticello, Ga., first letting 
tliat town linow about it on March 29, 1896. October 2, 
1917, found liim on tlie train coming to Atlanta to en- 
list. During our stay in France he was Company 
Clerk at Mixte. 



DuBOSE, WILLIAM C. 
Private 1/c. 
This instructor of youth was born in Troy, Alabama, 
.September 2, 1894, and came to us from the Depot 
Brigade .Vpril 18, 1918, he having left college (the 
Cniversitv of Alabama, and Peabody College) and his 
class rooms at the call of duty. In 43 he worked at 
Annex 115 as W^ard Master and Assistant Male Nurse. 



DUNSON, ALFRED C. 
Private 1/c. 
Born and raised in LaGrange, Georgia, Dunson first 
came into being December 8, 1893. From there in due 
time he gravitated to Rollins College, and after finish- 
mg in 1913, acted as bookkeeper until his enlistment 
nn September 13, 1917. In France he acted as X-Ray 
Assistant. 



DURHAM GEORGE T. 

Private 1/c. 

George was born July 16, 1888, in Adairsville, Ga., 

.ind lived there until his enlistment on September 28. 

On our arrival in France he was appointed Operator 

of the Sterilizer. Before the War Durham sold pianos. 



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EDWARDS, BERRY D. 

Private 

Kchvards came to us from the Depot Brigade April 

2"), 1918. He was born in Spalding County, Georgia, 

.lime 1, 1891, and before the War was a farmer, to 

which occupation he returned after demobilization. 



ELLINGTON, JOSEPH T. 
Private 1/c. 
KUington was born and raised near Oxford, Ga., first 
lifting the neighbors know about it on March 24, 1890. 
\fter taking his Ph.B. from Emory in 1913, he taught 
ill the schools of the State until his enlistment in the 
I nit on April 18. He worked in various capacities 
wliile in France. 



EZELL, FULTON L. 
Private 
For 24 years Delbrose, Tennessee, has known this 
lung man — ever since that memorable 7th of Novem- 
■r, 189.5, when he first told them about it. On April 
i lie came to us from the Depot Brigade, and worked 
I the wards of Annex 13 during our stay in France. 
1 civil life he was a sales manager. 



FAIRCLOTH, LOVETT S. 
Private 1/c. 
Faircloth was born in Swainsboro, Ga., August 26, 
\^sT, and after taking his degree in Pharmacy from the 
Mix Morris School, practiced in Glendale, Ga., until 
Srptember 11, 1917. when he took the memorable step 
mil signed up with the Emory Unit. In France he 
incialized as a Clinical Assistant in Mixte Hospital. 



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FRASER, NATHAN T. 
Private 
This physical counterpart of our commanding officer 
was born April 2, 1893, in Union Springs, Alabama, 
where he has resided since that time. Leaving his pro- 
fession as. a Pharmacist for the Army he came to us 
April 25, 1918, and worked as Night Wardmaster in 
Annexes 1, 13 and 115. 



FREEMAN, WALTER C. 
Private 
Freeman was born in Dacula, Ga., April 8, 1894, 
though his present home is in College Park, Ga. On 
October 15, 1917, he signed up for the duration of the 
War. During our stay in France he worked in the 
wards of Hospital No. 29, and expects to return to his 
profession as Accountant, after the War. 



FRIERSON, DAVID M. 

Private 1/c. 
Dave came into this world October 9, 1892, in Ander- 
son, S. C, where he lived until he entered the Uni- 
versity of Maryland in 1913. As a Pharmacist he en- 
listed September 17th, and after "going over" has been 
an authority in the Medical Supply Depot. 



FUNKE. LAWRENCE S. 
Sergeant 
Sergeant Funke was born in the land of windstorms 
and wheat, Chicopee, Kansas, August 10, 189-t. In 1911 
he took his B.S. from the University of Wisconsin, and 
until October 13 acted as Instructor. On that date he 
joined the Emory Unit, from his home in Fort Pierce, 
Florida. Sergeant Funke had charge of Garage, until 
tlie Armistice, when his talent as a cartoonist led to 
his appointment on the staff of the Emory Book. 



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GAINES, OWEN W. 

PniVATE 1/c. 
An Atlantan the manor born, he came into this life 
December 8, 1897. On October 16 he joined the Emory 
I'nit, serving as Mail Orderly for the Unit during 'ts 
stay in France. Needless to say, in that capacity he 
was might}' popular 



GAULDEN, ALBERT B. 

Private 1/c. 

Gaulden wa.s liorn December 18, 1896, at Quitman, 

Ga. After being graduated from Riverside Military 

Institute he immediately joined the Unit, and in France 

worked in a clerical capacity at Annex 115. 



GAVIN, CHARLIE M. 

Sergeant 
Charlie was born and raised in St. George, S C, first 
seeing the light .Tune 21, 1894. He joined the Unit on 
.luly 2.5, 1917, transferring to it frcm another organiza- 
tion. In civil life he was a Pharmacist, and after join- 
ing the Emory Unit his work was largely confined to 
the Medical Supply Depot. 



GEE, HUGH H. 

Cook 
Gee was born and bred in Butler, Ga., and was made 
I member of the Emory Unit April 2, 1918. In 1912 
he took his degree from Southern College of Pharmacy. 
In the LTnit he worked as a Cook at Annex 115. 



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GILREATH, WOFFORD H. 

CoHPOHAL 

"Gilly" was born May 11, If 96, and has lived then 
for 23 years. On October 17 he took the train for At- 
lanta and signed up, and we could tell he was a sales- 
man by profession from his good stories. In France 
he was attached to headquarters, and managed the 
Evacuation of Patients. 



GORDON, LOUIS 
Cook 
Louis was liorn in Camden, N. J., February 22, 1894, 
hut came to Atlanta to live a little later, and on Sep- 
tember 11, 1917, joined the Emory Unit. After coming 
over he acted as Cook, both at Annex 2fl and Mixte. 
In civil life he was the manager of a manufacturing 
plant in Atlanta. Upon his return to civil life he be- 
came a benedict. 



GORDON, ROBERT C. 
Cook 
Bob is a product of Calhoun, Ga., where lie has lived 
since that eventful 1st day of April, 1898. In the 
Army he rated as a Cook, having enlisted September 
28, 1917. In civil life he was a Surveyor, and hopes to 
return to the profession of his choice. 



GRIFFITH, ELAM H. 
Private 1/c. 
Griffith first cried in Reynolds, Ga., September 30, 
1892, and has lived there most of the time since. After 
graduating from Coleman Institute he soid automobiles 
until Septemlier 15, 1917, when he enlisted in the or- 
ganization. He drove an ambulance while in France. 



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GRIFFITH, JOHN H. 
Sergeant 
"Johnny" was born in Clevelan 1, Tennessee, October 
3, 1889, but moved to Georgia before he cut his second 
teeth, where he now owns Marietta's foremost pharm- 
acy. A graduate of Max Morris School of Pharmacy, 
he was given charge of the dispensary at Annex No. 13. 
He returned to Marietta after the War. 



GRIST, FRED M. 
Private 1/c. 
Grist first saw daylight in Dillard, Georgia, March 2, 
]n9(i, and after a course in the Ninth District Agri- 
cultural and Mechanical College, he returned to the 
f;irm, until on October 5, 1917, the Emory Unit claimed 
liiiu. In France he worked in the wards of Annex 29. 



GRIST, MILLER J. 
Cook. 
September 12, 1889, saw Miller J. opening his eyes 
in Dillard, Ga. Like his brother, Fred, he joined the 
I'liit after a course in the Ninth District Agricultural 
:iiid Mechanical College, but good luck put him in the 
ranks of the Cooks. 



HALL, EUGENE W. 
Private 1/c. 
Hall came to us from the Depot Brigade in Camp 
Gordon in April, 1918. Born in Equality, Alabama, 
October 16, 1892, he earlj; proved handj wfth tools, 
and so his work in the Unit was that of an Automobile 
Mechanic and Driver. 



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HAMILTON, EVELYN HARRISON 

COHPORAL 

Bora and raised in Atlanta, with just enough trips 
to Florida to make him cosmopolitan, the Corporal first 
chirped July 31, 1895. After taking his B.A. at David- 
son, patriotism called, and he enlisted October 2, 1917. 
In France he was N. C. O. in charge of the office at 
Annex 115. If all goes well, three years hence, after a 
seminary course, you may hear him preach in a promi- 
nent Presbyterian church, should you stay awake. 



HAMLIN, WALTER B. 

Private 1/c. 
Born near LaFayette, Alabama, Christmas Day, 189T, 
"Goose" Hamlin moved to LaGrange, and was a book- 
keeper until called into service. On April 12 he came 
to the Unit, and worked at headquarters as a Clerk. 
Favorite pastime, making a noise like a goose. 



HAMPTON, PATRICK N. B. 
Sergeant 1st Class 
Born in Pslk County, North Carolina, June 19, 1889, 
Hampton soon became a "shark" at paper work in his 
profession as Passenger Agent. He enlisted December 
12, 1917. In France he has had complete charge of the 
paper work of the Emory Unit, and the fact that it 
has always gone through without a hitch speaks volumes 
for his ability along those lines. 



HARRIS, JOEL C, Jr. 
Sergeant Ist Class 
"Jake" opened his eyes for the first time, in Atlanta, 
on February 5, 1P88. "After leaving Georgia Tech. and 
gomg with The Atlanta Georffian. he enlisted September 
10, 1917, to help make the world safe for Democracy. 
As head of the Quartermaster Department we found 
l.iiii very much in evidence at all times. He is now 
Southern Branch Manager for the S. C. Beckwith 
Special Agency, Newspaper Advertising. 



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HARRIS, ROY J. 
Private 1/c. 
Harris enlisted Septemlier 1-i, 1917. A Georgian by 
liirtli, liaving made his presence known February 10, 
IS!)!), in Orchard Hill. Leaving his adopted city of Col- 
lin?, the outbreak of the War found him a student in 
I lie University of Georgia. He worked in the wards of 
Annex 11.5, and is hopeful of finishing his course at 
(ie-orgia. 



HARRISON, OTIS P. 
Private 
Harrison was liorn in Andalusia, Alabama, December 
6, 1889, and came to us from the Depot Brigade at 
Gordon April 18, 1918. After a course at the Alabama 
State Normal School he decided to take up salesman- 
ship as a profession. In France his work was in 
the Mess Halls of both Annex 11.5 and Annex 29. 



HATFIELD, ALBERT 
Private 1/c. 
Born August 22, 1890, in Polk County, Tennessee, 
"Swoboda" Hatfield moved to Georgia in later years. 
.\fter taking his B.S. from North Georgia Agricultural 
College and completing a course at Leavenworth, Kan- 
sas, for Provisional Second Lieutenant, he joined the 
I 'nit Se'-'i-ember 17, 1917. In civil life he was an ,\g- 
riculturalist and Instructor. 



HIGGINS, GEORGE G. 
Private 1/c. 
Higgins came to us from the Depot Brigade April 17, 
1918. He was born in Tuscumbia, Ala., Nov. 5, 1891, 
though now living in Memphis, Tennessee, and was a 
student at Vanderbilt before the War. In Ecole Nor- 
mal he was in charge of the General Police, and hopes 
to take up traveling salesmanship. 



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HILL, YANCY 

Cook 
Yancy was born in Montezuma, Gn., January 10, 
1899, and was a student at Emory University when he 
enlisted on September 19, 1917. After going across he 
was a Cook in Annex 13. 



HODGES, ESTELLE P. 
Private 1/c. 
"Polly," as he is popularly known among the men, 
was born March 12, 1895, in Reynolds, Ga., and after 
growing up and taking a course in Mercer University, 
he became a Rate Clerk in the Central of Georgia 
Railroad. Enlisting September 15, 1918, Paul was 
on night duty in the Quartermaster Barracks during 
our stay, and hopes to go back on the Rate Clerk job 
on our demobilization. 



HODGES, EUGENE W. 
Sergeant 
Hodges was born about three years before his 
brother, "Polly," namely, September 2, 1892, in Reyn- 
olds, Ga., and after a course in G. M. A. and Atlanta 
College of Physicians and Surgeons, he joined the Unit 
September 14, 1917, as a fourth year Medical Student. 
He was an Operating Room Assistant, and Sergeant 
in charge of Annex No. 1. 



HOPKINS, WM. E. 
Cook 
Hopkins calls Athens home, though calling Pulaski, 
Tenn., the place of his birth, which event happened 
March 11, 1894. After completing his education at 
Birmingham College and going into busines, he obeyed 
the call, joining the Unit September 11, 1917. Hop- 
kins cooked in the MIxte Hospital. Since his discharge 
Bill has joined the benedicts. 



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HOPPER, LEHMAN E. 

PllIVATE 1/c. 

"Judge" started things moving in Rabun Gap, Ga., 
Sept. 24, 1892. After graduating from ttie University 
of Georgia he came "tout de suite" into the Emory 
Unit, enlisting October 2, 1917. His specialty was 
ward work in Annexes No. 13, 1, and Ecole Superieure. 
as well as getting new clothes from the Q. M. Sergeant. 



HUTCHINS, JOSHUA C, Jr. 
Private 1/c. 
"Jake" was born in Athens, Ga., May 21, 1896, and 
with the exception of the time he spent at the Uni- 
versity of Georgia, has been prominent in that town 
for 23 years. On September 12, 1917, he enlisted in 
the Unit, working at Annex 13 and Ecole Superieur. 
He hoped to go back to salesmanship after the War. 



IVEY, BURNETT S. 
Private 
This poet of the Emory Unit was born in Macon, 
Ga., February 9, 1896. Ivey came to us on June 1, 
1918. In France he worked at Annex 29 and Annex 
11.5. Back home, when not taking university work 
himself, Burnett is Principal of one High School, or 
Professor of Literature in another. His mailing address 
is care of R. E. Dunbar, Byron, Ga. 



JACOBS, SINCLAIR S. 
Sergeant 1st Class 
Jacobs was born in Atlanta October 27, 1888. As 
we would expect, he chose Pharmacy for his life work, 
graduating from the Philadelphia College of Pharmacy 
in 1909 with the degrees of P.D. and Ph.C. September 
1.5, 1917, found him signing up at Fort McPherson. 
After coming to France he functioned as Inspector 
■ iTul Receivine; Office Sergeant. For two months he 
was on Detached Service at Montoir. Now he has noth- 
ing to do but look after nine big drug stores in Atlanta. 



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JEFFERS, JAMES J. 
Private 1/c. 
Jeffers was born January 5, 1896, at Sylvania, Ga., 
and lived there for 23 years, until he came to us on 
May 20 from the Depot Brigade at Camp Gordon. In 
civil life Jeffers was a Drug Clerk, and in the Unit 
worked in a ward at Annex 29. 



JELKS, ALBERT A. 
Sergeant 
"Doc first appeared in Hawkinsville, Ga., Septem- 
ber 15, 1892, though he is better known in Macon, Ga., 
where he lived before the War. Jelks, after studying 
in the medical department of the University of Geor- 
gia and in Mercer University, graduated from the 
American School of Osteopathy (D.O.) in 1914, and 
since his enlistment September 28, 1917, and his trip 
to France assisted as Anaesthetist, and acted as Ser- 
geant in charge of Ecole Superieure. 



JERNIGAN, LUTHER H. 
Private 1/c. 
Born in White Plains, Ga., October 17, 1889, Jerni- 
gan soon made his personality well known in those 
parts. From Ashburn, where he lived when the War 
started, he joined the Unit September 18, 1917, and 
while in France had charge of the property of Annex 
1, and of everything else in sight or sound. 



JOHNSON, MARTIN L. 
Private 1/c. 
Born in Alabama, Martin L. adopted Bowdon, Ga., 
as his home, and from Bowdon College became Bank 
Cashier. On September 14, 1917, he joined the LTnit, 
and was mighty useful on the clerical end of the work 
in Annex No. 1. He was born November 30, 1890. 



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JONES, EDWARP R. 

Private 1/c. 
"Parson" was born April 5, 1883, in Piiiladelphia, 
Pa. After courses in the Universit}^ of Pennsylvania, 
Xashotah Theological Seminary, and the University of 
the South, was Rector of Grace Memorial Episcopal 
Church, Chattanooga, Tenn., when he enlisted Septem- 
ber 26, 1917. In France he worked in many capacities, 
notably. Interpreter, Operating Room Assistant, In- 
structor on A. E. F. Educational Courses, and Asso- 
ciate Editor of the Emorv Book. 



JONES, HOMER C. 
Cook 
Back in Talbot County, Georgia, on July 2.5, 1889, 
Homer first cried out. There he resided until on Oc- 
tober, 16, 1917, he came to Atlanta to sign up, and as 
Cook in Mixte Hospital he worked faithfully during his 
stay in France. In civil life Homer was a salesman, 
to which position he hopes soon to return. Homer was 
voted champion biscuit maker of the A. E. F. 



KELLY, JAMES J. 
Phivate 1/c. 
Kelly was born and raised in Equality, Alabama. 
August 28, 1888, was the day he was first numbered as 
a citizen. After completing his education he farmed, 
iintil .-\pril 18 found him with the Emory L^nit. In 
the L'nit Kelly worked as Repair Man. 



KENNINGTON, GEO. W. 
Private 1/c. 
Pageland, S. C, is the home of Kennington, and 
August 26, 1889, the date of his birth. After a course 
in the L^niversity of South Carolina, and also after 
taking his degrees of Ph.G. and Ph.C. from .\tlanta 
College of Pharmacy, he came to us September 18, 1917. 
In France he was the Pharmacist and Poet at Annex 
115. 



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KERR, BRAMAVELL C. 
Private 1/c. 
Kerr was born in Cairo, Ga., but later moved to 
Sandersville, from which town he enlist^-d on Septem- 
lier 14, 1917. Kerr was a student in Emory University 
at the time of the outbreak of hostilities, and hopes to 
continue the good work after the War. In France he 
acted as Operating Room Assistant in Annex Superieure. 



KNOWLES, THOMAS L. 

Cook 
This sweet voiced tenor was born in Alabama May 7, 
1891, and in Columbus, Georgia, grew up to manhood. 
He came to us from the Depot Brigade on April 15, 
1918, and worked in 29 as a Cook during our stay in 
France. In civil life he was a farmer; but we pre- 
dict a greater career, as a musician. 



LATIMER, BONNIE D. 
Private 1/c. 
Bonnie comes from old Mississippi, where he was 
born in the village of Baldwyn, April 8, 1896. After 
attending the University of Mississippi and the Atlanta 
College of Pharmacy he joined the Unit September 15, 
1918, and worked as a Ward blaster in Annex 29 
during our stay "over there." 



LAVENDER, HARMA R. 

Private 1/c. 
Lavender was born in Mammoth Springs, Arkansas, 
October 31, 1895, but his present home is in Valdosta, 
Georgia. He joined the Emory Unit September 15, 
and worked on the Cook shift at Annex 29 during 
his stay in France. In civil life Lavender was a Phar- 
macist. In Army life he was baritone in our quartette. 



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LEARY, EUGENE L. 
Private 
Leary first said "Howdy" in Shellman, Ga., November 
i, 1890, and tlie farm has been his delight ever since, 
until he joined for foreign service September 28, 1918. 
Being of a mechanical turn of mind, he was o%'erseer at 
the heating plant at No. 1 during our stay in Blois. 



LESTER, WESLEY M. 
Private 
Americus, Ga., welcomed a new citizen September 
Ifi, 1891, when Lester was born, and he has proven 
faithful to his home town ever since, though he left it 
to go to Mercer University to be educated as a Phar- 
macist. September 25, 1917, found him ready and 
willing at Fort McPherson. During our stay in France 
he assisted in the Operating Room and Wards of Ecole 
Superieure and Annex 13. 



LEWIS, JOHN W. 
Private 
Born and raised in Powder Springs, Ga., John first 
let the neighbors know about it July 29, 1894. The 
next important step in his career was when he came to 
us April l(i, 1918. The work of Lewis was in the Linen 
Room of Annex 13. 



LISENBY, JOHN B., JR. 
Private 1/c. 
November 8, 1891, found Lisenby very much in evi- 
dence in Bell Buckle, Tennessee, which he has made his 
home ever since. After courses in the University of 
Tennessee and Soule College, John settled down as a 
farmer and teacher, until he came to us April 18 in 
Camp Gordon. 



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LOFTIN, JAMES A. 
Cook 
Loftin was born on St. Patrick's Day, 1888, in Ho- 
gansville, Ga., and early developed a fondness for cot- 
ton, which has been his hobby ever since. After spend- 
ing a few years at Mercer University he signed up 
with the Unit October 11, 1917, and cooked while in 
France. In civil life Jim was a Cotton Buyer. 



LONG, MALCOLM J. 
Private 1/c. 
Malcolm was born in Mt. Pleasant, Tennessee, July 
12, 1890, but found his home in Atlanta after taking 
his Ph.G. from I niversity of Georgia in 1910, and en- 
tered the business world. On September 11 he joined 
the Unit, and worked in the Laboratory "over there." 



LOW, JAMES A., JR. 

Private 

Low is a product of Georgia; Ijorn in Canton, and 

raised in Clarkston, from which town he came to enlist 

September 27, 1917. In France he worked in the 

kitchen at Ecole Superieure, and liked it. 



LOWNDES, JOHN DOZIER 
Sergeant 1st Class 
Our genial "Top Kick" is an Atlantan by birth and 
education, June 12, 1887, first seeing his advent. In 
due time he entered tlie University of Georgia, taking 
his B.S. in 1908. September 28, 1917, saw his formal 
entrance "into the Unit, afid from that time he was the 
Father Confessor of all the men. In civil life "Dee" 
Lowndes is a Stock and Bond Broker with Hilsman 
& Co., in the Atlanta Trust Co. Building. 



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MARKS, ROBERT EMMETT 
Cook 
Born in Spartanburg, S. C, but an Atlantan by 
adoption, Emmett was born September 20, 1887. On 
September 7 he joined the Unit. Sent to Camp Gor- 
don Decemljer 26 to qualify as a Cook, he greeted the 
boys March 4. In France he cooked at Annex 29. In 
civil life Emmett was a Newspaper Man. 



MARTIN, TALMAGE M. 

PniVATE 1/c. 
Born in Commiskey, Indiana, but raised in Bowdon, 
Georgia, Martin saw daylight January 4, 1899. When 
just ready to enter college the War started, so Sep- 
tember 21, 1917, saw him at Fort McPherson taking 
the oath of allegiance to the United States. In France 
he drove "Old Betsy," the veteran "Jimsv" ambulance. 



MARSHALL, GEORGE M. 

CoBPORAL 

George was born in Montgomery, Alabama, October 
15, 1891, and came to us May IS, 1918, just before 
coming over to France. He developed a fondness for 
trucks and details, and so was in the Q. M. Depart- 
ment "over there." In civil life he was a newspaper 
man. 



MATTHEWS, WILLIAM M. 
Cook 
Hawkinsville, Georgia, first saw Matthews December 
19, 1893. He came to us March 16. "Matty" worked 
as head Cook in Annex 115 and Ecole Superieure since 
coming over. In civil life he was connected with the 
Southern Express Companj-. 



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MATTINGLY, S. TWYMAN 
Private 1/c. 
"Matty" was born May 27, 1893, in Louisville, Ky., 
and early in life developed such a versatility that a 
degree as LL.D. from the University of N. D. and the 
University of Louisville was the result. Dui'ing the 
first part of our stay in France he cooked at head- 
quarters, but later rendered invaluable service as As- 
sociate Editor of the Emory Book. 



MAYFIELD, HUBERT E. 
Private 1/c. 
Mayfield was born in Atlanta February 11, 1891, and 
has lived around Atlanta ever since. September 2.5, 
1917, saw Hubert taking the oath of allegiance, and he 
and his Cousin Freeman have been pals in the Unit 
ever since. Mayfield was Ward Man and Mail Orderly 
while in France. 



MECKEL, THOMAS H. 
Cook 
Born and raised in Atlanta, Meckel told them all 
about it August 26, 1894. On September 19, 1917, he 
joined the Unit for better or for worse. It proved 
"for better," since he was soon made a Cook, working 
at Annex Ecole Normal. In civil life Meckel was a 
Shoe Salesman. 



MIZE, JESSE F. 

Private 

Mize was born in Flomaton, Alabama, and came to 

\is April 19 from the Depot Brigade. When we came 

over to France he cooked for Annex No. 1. He hopes 

to go back to his profession as a Farmer. 



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MORRIS, VESTER L. 
Private 
Morris was born and raised in Lexington, Tennessee, 
and after attending tlie University of that State, came 
to us at Camp Gordon, arriving April 1. In tlie Unit 
Morris was a Wardman in Annex 115, and liopes to go 
iiack to his profession as School Teacher. 



MORGAN', JOHX T. 

PinVATE 

John was liorii in Sunny South, Alabama, May 8, 1895, 
and after graduating from the Alabama Normal Edu- 
cational College, came to us from the Depot Brigade 
April 15, 1918. In civil life he was associated in hos- 
pital work with that profession in Alaliama; so, nat- 
urally, his work with us would be in tlie wards of 
both Annex 115 and Ecole Xormal. 



McCLURE, CLYDE M. 

Sergeant 
"Mac." is a native son of Georgia, born in Toccoa Sep- 
tember 22, 1892. .\fter courses in Washington and Lee 
and the University of Georgia, from the latter taking 
an LL.B., he signed up with the Emory Unit. In 
France "Mac. worked in the Receiving Office and on 
the Disability Board. He hopes to go back to his pro- 
fession as Attornev-at-Law in Gainesville, Ga. 



McCORD, TURNER A. 

Sergeant 
"McCord" was born in Conyers, Ga., January 24, 
1S95, and after taking up work in Emory Univer- 
sity on September 14, 1917, he signed up with the 
Kniory Unit, from his home in Atlanta, Ga. In France 
he worked in the office of headquarters, afterwards 
licing Sergeant in charge of Ecole Superieure. McCord 
.it home is a Wholesale Grocer. 



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McDonald, hubert 

Private 1/c. 
McDonald was born May 10, 1896, in Gainesville, Ga., 
Init now lives in Cleveland. When lie was old enough 
he entered Young Harris College, and early developing 
a taste for statistics he liecame Chief Clerk of Brad- 
street Company, Albany, Ga. Mac worked in the wards 
of Anne.v No. 1 while in France. 



McENERY, FRANCES R. 

CORPOUAL 

McEnery was born in Cambridge, N. Y., and still 
claims that town as home, though he was .\tlanta Man- 
ager for Collier & Son before he came to War. Mc- 
Enery graduated from Renssalear Polytechnic Insti- 
tute, arid came to us September 10, 1917. After coming 
over he worked in the office of Ecole Superieure. 



McFARLAND, HARRY H. 
Private 1/c. 
McFarland was born in Atlanta November 22, 1894, 
and after a course in Georgia Tech. went into the busi- 
ness world until September 21, 1917, when he joined 
tlie Emory Unit. His work "over there" was that of 
a Clerk in Mixte Hospital. 



McWHORTER, WILLIAM A., JR. 
Cook 

McWhorter was born in Atlanta April 18, 1898, and 
lived there until it was time to enter Georgia Tech. 
From that institution he came into the Emory Unit on 
Septemlier 11, 1917, and worked as a Cook in Annexes 
No. 13 and 11.5. He hopes to go into Journalism after 
completing his education. 



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NEAL, JOSEPH W. 
Private 1/c. 
Xeal first cried December 10, 1896, in Waverly Hall, 
C.a., aiid enlisted in the Emory Unit October 13, 1917, 
after having taken a course in Georgia Tech. In the 
I nit he has worked as Cook; and after the War he 
hopes to be able to continue his profession as an Ac- 
iiiuntant. 



NEAL, THOMAS H. 
Private 1/c. 
Hubert was born about two years before his brother, 
in the same little village of Waverly Hall, and enlisted 
the same day. In France his skill as a Side Car Driver 
was demonstrated many times. He hopes to go back 
t(i farming. 



O'QUINN, LEON H. 
Private 1/c. 
O'Quinn was born, as a Christmas present, 1897, in 
Oduni, Ga., where he lived until the time came to enter 
I'.niory, and while there he heeded the call to the colors 
and came to us April 13, 1917. He has worked as an 
Orderly at headquarters, while in France. He hopes 
III complete his college course. 



PARKER, .TOHN W. 
Sergeant 1/c. 
Parker was born in Atlanta, Ga., May 3, 1895, but 
his present address is Okeechobee, Florida, from which 
place he came to Georgia to sign up in "Atlanta's Own" 
.Si-ptember 19, 1917. A graduate of the Southern Col- 
lege of Pharmacy, he naturally gravitated to the Med- 
ical Supply Depot for his occupation while in the L^nit. 



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PATE, CECIL R. 
Private 1/c. 
Like Sergeant Parker, Pate is a product of tlie South- 
ern College of Pharmacy, taking his Ph.G. in 1908. 
He was born in Sumner, Ga., but no«- calls Sylvester 
his home. He came to us April 16, from the Depot 
Brigade in Camp Gordon. While in France he was a 
Wardmaster in Annex 13, and hopes to go back to his 
profession after the War. 



PATTERSON, PHILIP D. 
Private 1/c. 
"Pat" answered the roll call for the first time April 
18, 1889, in Barborough, Ga., though now lie answers 
"Here" in Bartow, Fla. He came to us April 17, and 
worked as Assistant Cook in Annex No. 11-5 and An- 
nex 13. In civil life he was in the lumber business. 



PATTERSON, ROBERT F. 
Private 1/c. 
"Buck" is a product of Cartersvile, Georgia, where 
he first let them know about it January 13, 1895. On 
October 17 he enlisted in the Unit, and in France acted 
as Clerk in Annex No. 13. Before the War "Buck" 
was engaged in clerical work in Cartersville. 



PATTON, LEWIS S. 
Private 1/c. 
"Pat." was born May 23, 1896, in Carlton, Georgia, 
which is, to this day, his home town. Enlisting Sep- 
tember 13, 1917, he came to Camp Gordon on March 4. 
Pat. took his A.B. at Gordon Institute, and was a med- 
ical student at the University of Georgia when the War 
started. In France he ranked as Surgical Assistant in 
the Operating Room, and hopes to return to college 
after tiie War. 



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PEACOCK, CHARLES H., JR. 
Private ' 'c. 
Peacock's home town is Eastman, Ga., where he was 
born August 22, 1893. Graduating from Georgia Mil- 
itary Academy, he joined the Unit with the original 
organization, coming to Camp Gordon March 4. In 
France he drove an ambulance. In civil life Charlie 
was a Traveling Salesman. 



PERKINS, LEWIS S. 
Private 1/c. 
"Perk." was born January 24, 1892, in Atlanta, and 
when the War broke out we find him passing the ex- 
amination for enlistment on September 1.5, 1917. In 
France he worked in the Operating Room of Ecole 
Superieure, and sang "lead" in the quartette. In civil 
life Perkins was in the office of the A., B. & A. Rail- 
road. 



PERSONS, HARVEY F. 
Private 1/c. 
Born and raised in Mnnticello, Ga., Harvey told the 
neighbors about it for the first time July 23, 1886. 
After completing his education at tlie LTniversity of 
Georgia, April 18 found him a full-fledged member of 
the Emory L'nit. In France he had charge of the 
Mess Hall at Annex 11.5. Harvey hopes to return to 
the farm. 



PINEGAR, FRED, 
Private 1/c. 
Fred, was born in Smithville, Tenn., September 16, 
1895, though lie now calls McMinnville his home. After 
taking his A.B. in 1915 from Dibrell College, he taught 
school. On April 18, he came to the Emory Unit, and 
during his stay in France worked in the ward of Annex 
No. 1. He hopes to go back to teaching. 



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PRICE, MILLARD W. 

Private 1/c. 
Pi-ice was born in his home town of today, Septem- 
ber 13, 1891, and Wadley, Alabama, knows hhn well. 
After graduating from Alabama Agricultural College 
in 1914, he took a position as a Traveling Salesman. 
Coming to us on April 18, 1918, his work in France 
was in the wards of Annex 115. 



RADNEY, JAMES M. 
Private 1/c. 
Radiiey was born February 2(i, 1890, in Roanoke, 
Alabama, though his home address today is Wadley, 
of the same State. He came to us April 16, 1918, and 
while in France acted as AVardmaster in Annex Ecole 
Superieure. Radney was a merchant licfore the War. 



REDWINE, LENNIE J. 
Private 1/c 
Redwiue first let the neighbors know about it August 
21, 1889, in College Park, Ga., though he calls Atlanta 
his home. Enlisting April 2, he came to us shortly af- 
terwards. In France Redwine functioned in his trade 
as an Electrician. 



REAGAN, LEON 
Sehgeaxt 
Reagan joined the L^nit after its arrival in France, 
coming to us July 2. - He was born in Massachusetts 
July 31, 1888, and educated at Tufts College. The 
Sergeant's work has been confined to the Registrar's 
office. In civil life he was a specialist in Stock Sys- 
tematizing. 



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REEVES, JAMES C. 
Private l/i. 
Reeves was born in Orangeburg, S. C, but now calls 
Clarksville, Ga., home. Born November 10, 1895. He 
took his A.B. from the College of Charleston in 1916. 
In France Reeves worked as Wardmaster in Mixte Hos- 
pital. He hopes to go baclf to his profession as a 
Draughtsman. 



REEVES, JAMES M. 
Private 1/c 
"Lawyer" was first letting them know about it March 
27, 1894-. He grew much stronger after he moved from 
Weaklev County, Tenn., to Fulton, Ky. Then he went 
North, to Valparaiso University, taking his LL.B. in 
1918. Reeves came to us May 1, and after the Unit 
arrived in France worked in the Operating Room and 
wards of Annex No. 1. He hopes to resume the prac- 
tice of law. 



REEVES, RALPH 
Cook 
Ralph was born in Atlanta August 4, 1889, and 
joined the Unit in Decemlier, 1917, coming into active 
service on that memorable March 4. On arriving in 
France Reeves became Cook in Annex Mixte. In civil 
life he was a salesman. 



RILEY, EUGENE B. 
Cook 
Riley was born November 19, 1892, in .\tlanta, and 
the next important step he took was when he enlisted 
in the Emory LTnit, September 19, 1917. When we ar- 
rived over the seas he took his place as Cook in Annex 
No. 1. In civil life he was an Engraver. 



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RODDEN, EDWARD L. 
Private 1/c 
Born in Charlotte, N. C, Rodden now lives in Sa- 
vannah. After coming into the service he came to the 
Emory Unit April 18, 1918, functioning as a Ward- 
master in Mixte Hospital. In civil life Rodden was in 
tlie life insurance business. 



SANDERS, JOHN T. 
Private 
Sanders was born on AVashington's Birthday, back 
m 1893, in Bleckley County, Georgia. After a course 
in the Georgia-Alabama Business College he became a 
Telephone Manager, and on April 17 was transferred 
to us. In France Sanders has acted as Assistant Diet- 
itian at Annex No. 13. 



SCIPLE, CHARLES M. 
Sergeant 
"Skeep's" arrival made Atlanta's population increase 
liy one September 1.5, 1888. He has lived there ever 
.since, except for the time he spent in Georgia Tech. 
and Cornell, in 1908 rowing on the Cornell crew. After 
coming over he was Sergeant in charge of Annex 
Ecole Normale. He has resumed his golfing and his 
career as partner in the firm of Sciple & Son, Atlanta. 



SCOGGINS, JOHN A. 
Private 1/c 
"Big John" first let them know about it in Georgia 
some twenty odd years ago. His present address is 
.Summerville, where he is in the mercantile business. 
Coming to us April 18, 1918, he cooked at Mixte Hos- 
pital. 



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SHEHEE, PAVL C. 
Private 1/c 
Paul C, the Unit's Funny Man, was lorn in Chatta- 
nooga, February 8, 1892, though we now write to him 
via Hawkinsville, Ga. The 16th of April saw him 
transferred to us, and he worked in the wards of An- 
nexes No. 13 and Ecole Superieure. Shehee is well 
fitted for his occupation as Traveling ,-aIesman. 



SITTON, RAYMOND L. 
Private 1/c 
"My Boy Raymond" was born in Rome, Ga., March 
2, 1899, but has lived in Atlanta for a good many 
years. He enlisted October 2, 1917, and was then sent 
to the Army and Navy Medical School in Washington, 
D. C. Graduatirg as an X-Ray Technician, he worked 
in that department ^after coming over. Raymond was 
an Electrician in civil life. 



SMITH, HARVEY H. 
Private 
Born and raised in LaGrange, Ga. Harvey made his 
first appearance February 16, 1891. In due time he 
took his Ph.G. from Southern College of Pharmacy 
.Vpril 16, 1918, finding him with the Emory Unit. 
Smith's work in the Unit was that of Wardmaster in 
Annex 13 and Ecole Superieure. 



SMITH, WILLIAM A. 
Private 
William Smith was born in Covington, Tennessee, 
February 2, 1892. He now lives in Brunswick. Taking 
his A.B. and LL.B. from Cumberland, he came to us 
April 18 from the Depot Brigade. In France Smith 
worked in the Mixte Hospital, and hopes to return to 
tlie Law. 



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SMITH, WARREN Y. 

Sehgeant 
Born in Hampton, S. C, •'Smitty" now lives in 
Odum, Ga. After studying at Mercer University lie 
started life as a merchant; leaving his business to en- 
list Sept. 14, 1917. His work has been in the Sick and 
Wounded Office at Headquarters. 



SMOTHERS, WILLIAM J. B. 
Private 
In Kennedv, Alabama, April 6, 1897, Smothers first 
;i|ipcMred. A little later in life he called Columbus, 
Mississi])pi his home; and on Sept. 18, 1917, signed up 
with the Emory Unit for service in France. Smothers 
liopes to go back into business after demobilization. 
In the Army he was on the Cook Shift at Annex 29. 



SOLOMON, FRANK D. 

Private 1/c 
"Solly" came into this world some thirt^'-two years 
ago in Aniericus, Ga., but he now answers "present" in 
Atlanta. It was March 17, 1917 that found him in 
Atlanta ready and willing to serve Uncle Sam. In 
France he was a Ward Ma,ster in .Vnnex 1. 



SPENCER, CLAUDE J. 
Private 1/c 
"Johnny" Spencer was born September 27, 1894, in 
Jackson, Ga., where he lived until that memorable 13th 
day of September, when he signed the enlistment blank 
in fncle Sam's Army. Spencer took up work at Emory 
prior to his enlistment. In the L^nit he was the Colonel's 
confidante. The picture was taken under very trying 
conditions — as for some reason, best known to himself — 
Spencer was leaning over the ship's rail. 



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SPIER, JULIUS C. 
Private l/o 
"Looie" was born in Atlanta, though he enlisted from 
Monroe, Ga. December 7, 1895, was the day tlie storli 
came to the Spier family; and the next important step 
was when Julius enlisted, September 21, 1917. His 
work in France was in a Ward at Mixta Hospital. 



SPIVEY, WILLIAM L. 
Pbivate 1/c 
He was born in Inverness, Fla., June 22, 1893. Edu- 
cated at Draughon's Business College, Jacksonville. He 
(illed a Clerical position before the War. .Toined the 
L'nit March 4, and worked as Receiving Clerk at Re- 
ceiving Ward, also at Annexes 115 and 13. He was 
detached in February for special work at Savenay. His 
home address is Floral City, Florida. 



SPROUSE, WILLIAM L. 

PlilVATE 1/c 

Sprouse was liorn Maj' 26, 1891, in Gallatin, Tennes- 
see, and after courses in Peabody College, Normal Col- 
lege and the Uni%'ersity of Tennessee, William was 
associated with Piedmont College as an In.structor. In- 
deed, that was his home before the War. Enlisting 
April 1st, he came to us on the ISth. His work was 
that of Ward Master and Instructor in the Educational 
Courses of the A. E. F. 



STACY, LOUIS B. 
Private 1/c 
Born May 26, 1896, in Ocala, Florida, "Rouge" Stacy 
later moved to Dunedin of the same State, from which 
State he enlisted September 18, 1917. .\fter coming 
to France he worked in the Quartermaster's Depart- 
ment and drove ambulances, trucks "n everything. Be- 
fore the war Stacy was in the Newspaper business. 



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STATHAM, JAMES E. 
Private 1/c 
Statham first took notice of those about liim August 
12, 1896, back in Monroe, Ga. In 1917, having com- 
pleted three years in Reinhardt College, he moved to 
Griffin, Ga., and from there came to Atlanta to enlist 
on Sept. 28, 1917. Statham worked in the Receiving 
Office both at Annex 29 and Annex 1. After finishing 
his education he hopes to be ordained a Methodist Min- 
ister. 



STEPHENS, JOHN L. 
Sekgeaxt 
"Steve" was born in Draketown, Ga., October 29, 
1893, and after graduating from the Draketown Insti- 
tute, settled down as a Pharmacist in Atlanta. On 
September 17, 1917, he enlisted in the Unit. In France 
the Sergeant worked in the Central Laboratory. He is 
now senior member of the firm of Stephens and Hawks, 
druggists. West Peachtree at 14th St., Atlanta, Ga. 



STEWART, ROBERT T. 
Private 
On December 15th, 1893, Brooksville, Georgia, said 
good morning to a new citizen, the subject of this 
sketch. Later in life he moved to Camilla, Ga., and 
on April 2.5, was enrolled in the Emory Unit. In 
France Stewai't worked in the Wards at Mixte Hospital. 
In civil life he functioned ^s a Bookkeeper. 



STEWART, WALTER F. 
Private 1/c 
Like his namesake, Walter was born in Georgia, Folk- 
ston being the city. Here he lived from January 17, 
1896 until" 1913, he entered Spring Hill College, taking 
his A.B., and entered the Army about the same time. 
"Frog" came to us on April 2, and worked in Mixte 
Hospital as an Assistant Cook. 



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STONE, ROY MOSES 
Cook 
Born in Auburn, Alabama, December 21, 1899, but 
raised in College Park, Ga. Roy proved a good drug- 
gist until he enlisted, October 13th, when he was as- 
signed on the Cook Shift of Mixte Hospital, where in 
due time he reached the grade of Cook. 



STRICKLAND, GEORGE M. 
Private 1/c 
Strickland was born August 12, 1898, in Concord, Ga. 
In due time he entered the University of Georgia, and 
while at his studies heard of the Emory Unit, and on 
April 1.5, came to us as a real soldier. During our 
stay "over there" he Cooked in Annex 13 and Ecole 
Superieure. 



TARPLEY, ROBERT LEON 

CORPOUAL 

Born and bred in Bowdon, Ga., Corporal Tarpley 
let them know about it March 2-1, 1890. In due time 
he finished his education at Bowdon College, and then 
farmed until September 12, 1917, when he joined the 
Unit. In France Tarpley worked in the Quartermaster 
Department, in charge of all construction work. Getting 
his room-mate, Sgt. Harris, out for revielle was his other 
det.iil. 



TAYLOR, WILLIAM J. 
Private 1/c 
Taylor was born in Searight, Ala., though he now 
lives in Andalusia, Ala. September' 28, 1917, found him 
ready and willing at Ft. McPherson. In France he 
rated as a Dental Assistant. Taylor was educated at 
the Southern College of Pharmacy, and hopes to go 
Inick to his profession. 



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THOMAS, HARRY F. 
Sergeant 
"Harry" was born in Atlanta, July 12, 1886, and has 
lived there ever since, if we except the time he has 
spent away on his business as Traveling Salesman. He 
enlisted September 28, 1917, and while in France worked 
in the Record office, and also for a time was in charge 
of Annex 13. 



TRAWICK, JOHNNIE T. 
Private 1/c 
Trawick was born October 6, 1893, in Headland, .-Ma., 
but calls Graceville, Fla., home. He came to us April 
18, and has worked in the Wards of Hospital 13 and 
in the Medical Supply Depot. Johnnie was educated 
at Dothan College, and is by profession a Pharmacist. 



TRIMBLE, WILLIE R. 
Cook. 
Trimble first let the neighbors know of his presence 
September 7, 1892, though his mail sometimes finds him in 
Phoenix City, Alabama. In civil life Bill was a Baker, 
and on coming to France he functioned as a Cook in 
Annex 29. Now Bill is back baking beautiful buns in a 
liig bakery. 



TYSON, WALTER T. 
Private 
Washington's Birthday, 1888, saw Douglas, Ga., re- 
joicing in a new citizen in tlie person of Walter T. 
After living a while there he moved to Ashburn, of the 
same State, and March found him with the Emory LTnit. 
In civil life Tyson was a Traveling Salesman. 



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USHER, JOHN 

Private 1/c 
John was born in Quitman, Ga., June 27, 1895. After 
finishing his education in the Eleventh District Agri- 
cultural and Mechanical College, John took up Sales- 
manship, until September 15, found him at Ft. McPher- 
son, a member of the then vacant Emory Unit. In 
France John worked in a Clerical capacity in the Re- 
ceiving Office, Disabilitv Board, and in Annex 13. 



VEAL, ERNEST W. 

Private 

"Whitey" Veal first saw daylight October 23, 1895, in 

Sandersville, Ga., though he enlisted from Milledgeville. 

A'eal took his B.S. from the Young Harris College, and 

was a student in the University, when he came to us. 



WALKER, SAMUEL G., Jr. 
Private 1/c 
Walker is a true Atlantan, having been born there 
■ luly 13, 1894, in that city. "George" enlisted Septem- 
lier 20, 1917, and after the Unit's arrival in France 
functioned as Property Man in Mixte Hospital. In 
civil life he is a Banker. 



WALLACE, WILLIAM COBB 
Private 1/c 
Will was born in Wilkes County, Ga., February 9, 
Ifs90, but is an Atlantan by adoption. After graduating 
from Draughon's Business College he was working as a 
liodkkeeper, until the AVar. Wallace came to us April 
•-'•i, and worked in the Receiving Office at Headquarters. 



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WATSON, HERMAN H. 
Private 1/c 
"Doc." was born ana raised in Dallas, Ga., where 
he first appeared March 16, 1895. In due time he 
journeyed to Emory University, and was a Medical 
student when he enlisted, September 21, 1917. As we 
should expect, his work was in the Wards of Annex 29. 



. WEATHERS, CHARLES V. 

Private 1/c 
Charlie was born in Cleveland, Tennessee, September 
6, 1888. He now lives in Atlanta, coming to us while 
in Camp Gordon from his position as Purchasing Agent 
of the Ford Motor Company. In France he was an 
Assistant to our Mess Sergeant. 



WELLS, JOSEPH C. 
Cook 
Wells' home is in Fort Valley, Georgia, where he was 
liorn June 2-1, 1886. Wells was happy as a farmer 
until September 21, 1917, when he joined the Emory 
Unit. After coming to France Wells cooked at An- 
nexes 29, 1, and Ecole Superieure. 



AVELLS, WILLIAM N. 
Private 1/c 
"Bill" Wells lived all his life in St. Charles,' South 
Carolina, where he was born September 1, 188'7. Going 
to Clemson College, he took his A.B. in due time, and 
then returned to the fai-m. Enlisting September 21, 
he worked in the Receiving Ward in Annex 29. 
One of the best loved men in the outfit, Bill never lost 
his temper during the months he had to get Red Stacy 
and Jim Brock out of bed. 



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AVESx", BURGE-JS A. 
Private 1/c 
West was born in Toccoa, Ga., but has adopted At- 
lanta as his home. He came to us April 15, 1918, and 
upon arrival in France worked in Annex Ecole Normal. 
West was educated in Georgia Tech, and was in business 
in At'.'inta. 



WHEELER, LITTLE S. 
Private 1/c 
"Sid." told them about it for the first time in Eaton- 
ton, Ga., on the last day of March, 1888, and has been 
telling them ever since. On September 15, he signed 
up, and being by profession a Pharmacist, he had charge 
of the Dispensary at Annex 29, during our stay in 
France. He hopes to return to his home in Eatonton. 



WILLLVMS, EDDIE L. 
Private 
Like his friend, Sid. Wlieeler, Williams is a Pharma- 
cist. He was born and raised in Crawfordville, Ga., 
first appearing March 2, 1892. He came to us April 
18, and in France worked as an Assistant Cook. 



WILLIAMS, LEONARD P. 
Sergeant 
"Bill" was born in Cornelia, Ga., October 7, 1893, but 
if you write to him now his address is Sautee, Ga. Going 
to Georgia Tech., he took his B.S. in M.E. in 1914. En- 
listing October 17, 1917, he has worked faithfully in 
the Quarterma-ster's Department, as Official Plumber and 
Sanitary Man. While in France Williams learned to 
sav "darn it" in French. 



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WILSON, LUTHER 
Phivate 

Luther was raised in Buclianan, Ga., where he was 
liorn January 17, 1895; coming to us April 19, from the 
Depot Brigade in Camp Gordon. In civil life he was 
associated with the Central of Georgia Railroad, and 
while in France worked in Annex Ecole Superieure. 



WILSON, RHEY B. 
Private 
Wilson was born in Paducah, Ky., April 22, 1891, 
though he now lives in Knoxville. After completing his 
education in Richmond College, he entered the Auto- 
mobile Tire business; coming to us April 22. In Annex 
13 he worked in a Clerical capacity, after our arrival 
m France. 



WILSON, WILLIAM W. 
Private 1/c 
Wilson was born in Chattanooga, February 26, 1889, 
liut has made Atlanta his home for some time. He en- 
listed September 20, 1917, leaving his position of sales- 
man. On coming to France he had charge of the Linen 
Room, as well as doing clerical work at Annex 1. 



WOOD, NEWTON V. 
Private 
Born in Atlanta, May 30, 1897. Wood now lives in 
Rome, Ga. He enlisted October 10, 1917, in the Emory 
I 'nit, after completing his course in Engineering at 
Marion College. While in France "Newt" assisted in 
'he Operating Room. In civil life he is an Electrical 
Engineer. 



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WOOTEN, ALEXANDER A. 
Private 1/c 
Wooten first let the neighbors know about it June 
14, 1886, in Acworth Ga., though he now calls Atlanta 
home. After a course in Emory, he enlisted Septem- 
ber 19, 1917, and while in France worked in the Regis- 
trar's Office. Before the war "Tobe" was an Expert 
Accountant. 



WRIGHT, HENRY C. 
Private 1/c 
Wright was born October 9, 1893, in Eclectic, Ala. 
He still claims that place as his home town. Before the 
War he was a druggist. Wright came to us April 15, 
and worked, while in France, in a clerical capacity in 
Annex 29 and Annex Ecole Normal. 



WRIGLEY, ARTHUR B. 
Private 1/c 
Wrigley was born May 20th, 1896, in Vineland, New 
Jersey, But now calls Atlantic City, New Jersey his 
home. After graduating from Rochester Mechanical 
Institute, Rochester, New York, he acted as an Instruc- 
tor in Industrial Arts, until he enlisted, October 16, 1917. 
In France Wrigley worked in the Eye Clinic, also in 
the Medical Supply Depot. 



WYNN, ALEXANDER 
Sergeant 
Born in Winston-Salem November 3, 1886, Sergeant 
Wynn now lives in Atlanta. After four years in Tome 
Institute, he went back to the farm, until September 
10, 1917, when he enlisted in the Emory Unit. In France 
his work was that of Mess Sergeant. 



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WYNNE, ROBERT, J . 
Phivat- 1/c 

Bob was born in Americus, Ga., though he now lives 
in Eastman. August 24, 1899, was the lucky date. fZdu- 
cated at the "Citadel" and "Auburn", he enlisted Oct. 
2, 1917. Bob had charge of the Post Office while in 
France. 



YOUMANS, WILLIAM H. 
Private 1/c 
Swainsboro, Ga., was made happy April 12, 1892, when 
Youmans appeared. He has lived there e%'er since, 
though he left home to be educated in Gordon Institute- 
Coming to us April 16, 1918, he worlved as Assistant- 
Dietitian while in France. In civil life Youmans was a 
merchant. 



Hospital Train No. 39 

The following thirty men constitute Hospital Train No. 39, attached to Base 
Hospital No. 43, at Blois, from September 16, 1918, to January 21, 1919; 

ANGLE, CLARENCE C, Private Byron, OUla. 

Ecole Normale. 

ATWELL, JOHN E., Private Mutual, OUla. 

Ecole Superieure. 
BARTON, BUEL, Private Bishop, Okla. 

Ecole Normale. 
BROONER, CHARES A., Private 352 E. 85th St., Los Angeles, Cal. 

Quartermaster. 

HARVISON, TRACY V., Private 1/c White Lake, S. Dak. 

Annex 13. 



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JOCKISCH, VEARL S., Sergeant 1/c S. Lincoln Ave., York, Neb. 

Mixte. 

KAHN, ADOLPH, Sergeant 1/c (Address unobtainable.) 

Headquarters Office. 

LEE, GENERAL W., Cook 2144 End St., Lincoln, Neb. 

Ecole Normale. 

LESSLEY, GEORGE D., Private 1/c Broken Bow, Neb. 

Ecole Normale. 

MILLER, HARVEY K., Private 1/c Phoenix, Ariz. 

Annex 13. 

McDonald, ray J., Private 1/c (Address unobtainable). 

Ecole Normale. 

NARSCH, FRANCIS A., Private . . c/o Mrs. R. L. Peters, 3854 Arsenal St., St. Louis, Mo. 

Annex 29. 

NUNAMAKER, ARTHUR S., Cook 1306 15th St., Des Moines, Iowa. 

Annex 115. 

OCKSNER, EDDIE F., Private 1/c Sutton, Neb. 

Annex 29. 

ORR, JUDSON A., Cook Standish, Mich. 

Ecole Superieure. 

POWELL, BORGIA F., Private Vinita, Okla. 

Annex 29. 
ROOT, NELSON W., Private . . c/o Parke-Davis Co., 144 First Ave., N. Minneapolis, Minn. 

Annex 29. 

RYAN, RHYS E., Sergeant Box 1116, Globe, Ariz. 

Annex 29. 

SCHWARTZ, ARTHUR G., Sergeant Sutton, Neb 

Ecole Superieitre. 

STUBBS, HARRY A., Private Kaw City, Okla. 

Annex 29. 

TAYLOR, WALTER, Private Route 1, Versailles, Mo. 

Annex 115. 

THORNBRUGH, FRED E., Private 1325 W. 5th St., Oklahoma Citv, Okla. 

Annex 115. 

THURMAN, ALLAN R., Private Kildare, Okla. 

Annex 115. 

TICER, FRANK E., Private 410 W. McKinley St., Blackwell, Okla. 

Annexes 115 and 13. 

TOWNER, HARRY J., Private Hardy, Okla. 

Annex 115. 

WAGE, NELSON R., Private Box 183, New Wilson, Okla. 

Annex 115. 

WALKER, STEPHEN S., Private Maramec, Okla. 

Annex 115. 

WHITE, WALTER S., Private Guymon, Okla. 

Annex 29. 

WILSON, OLIVER I., Private Jones, Okla. 

Mixte. 

M'IND, WALTER F., Private 2916-A Main St., Ft. Riley, Kans. 

Mixte. 



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Attached Casuals 



The following men were attached to Base Hospital 43 at various times for 
temporary hospital duty at Blois, France: 

ABNEY, JAMES W., Private Sayreton, Ala. 

Annex 29. 

ADAMS, EDWARD N., Private 334 E. 44th St., Savannah, Ga. 

Annex 13. 

AHRENS, GEORGE F., Private .5007 S. Paulina St., Chicago, 111. 

Ecole Normale. 

ANDERSON, ROBERT G., Private Sunnv South, Ala. 

Mixte. 

ASHBAUGH, SAMUEL E., Private Dunlap, 111. 

Mixte. 

BABCOCK, HARDY M., Private Ipava, 111. 

Ecole Superieure. 

BALES, CHARLEY A., Cook Mapleton, Iowa. 

Ecole Normale. 

BALLARD, WALTER W.. Private . Tuscaloosa, Ala. 

Annex 115. 

BANKS, CHARLES M., Private 1247 Sampson Ave., Dyersburg, Tenn. 

Ecole Superieure. 

BANNON, CLAUDE R., Private Ro^te I, Marshfield, Ind. 

Annex 13. 

BEAUDOIN, JOSEPH I., Private (Address unobtainable). 

Mi.x-te. 

BECKER, ELMER L., Private 1017 State St., Quincy, 111. 

Annex 1. 

BERLOLOS, LOUIS G., Private 196 E. Court St., Kankakee, 111. 

Annex 29. 

BIGLER, ARTHUR J., Private Cobden, 111. 

Ecole Superieure. 

BILLINGTON, WILLIS O., Private Cisne, 111. 

Annex 1. 

BOSWELL, HERSCHEL P., Private Payson, Okla. 

Ecole Normale. 

BOWYER, LESLIE P., Private Mackinaw, 111. 

Annex 29. 

BREWER, OTIS, Private 4905 Forest Ave., Norwood, O. 

Annex 13. 

BRUCE, BUD, Private Cartersville, Ga. 

Annex 29. 

BUFFINGTON, LUTHER H., Private Ball Ground, Ga. 

Annex 13. 

BURGESON, OSCAR, Private 3145 Osgood St., Chicago, III. 

Annex 115. 

BURKEY, SOLOMON, Private . Meadows, 111. 

Annex 29. 

BURTON, CHARLES M., Private Route 1, Colchester, 111. 

Ecole Superieure. 

CAMPBELL, CLYDE, Private Ottawa, Ohio. 

Annex 29. 

CAMPBELL, JOSEPH E., Private Phillipsburg, East Quebec, Canada. 

Annex 115. 

COOK. MII-TON S., Private 624 Plymouth St., Whitman, Mass. 

Quartermaster. 



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CUNLIFFE, JOHN, Private 2T Longberries St., Greystone, R. I. 

Quartermaster. 

DAUPHINET, PAUL M., Private 666 Central St., Franklin, N. H. 

Mixte. 

DEER, JAY E., Private 20 Jackson St., North Side, Pittsburgli, Pa. 

Laboratory. 

DELEW, JOHN, Private 1112 Ionia Ave., Grand Rapids, Mich. 

Ecole Superieure. 

DEVEAU, DANIEL, Corporal Lake Doucette, Digby Co., Nova Scotia, Canada. 

Ecole Normale. 

DONAHUE, THOMAS J., Private 171 Winthrop Ave., New Haven, Conn. 

3Iixte. 

DONDERS, FRANK J., Private 468 Albany St., Hartford, Conn. 

Ecole Normale. 

DRISCOLL, DENNIS, Private 1/c Cork, Ireland. 

Blixte. 

DRUMMER, DENNIS E., Private (Address unobtainable). 

Annex 29. 

DUNNING, GUY H., Corporal Dixon's Mills, Ala. 

3Iixte. 

EVANS, ORLIE C, Private 304 Montgomery Ave., Detroit, Mich. 

Ecole Superieure. 

GERSTON, MORRIS, Private (Address unobtainable). 

Ecole Superieure. 

GILHOOLY, EL'GENE A., Private 3 Oakshaw Brae, Paisley, Scotland. 

Annex 29. 

HANDELAAR, VICTOR, Private 97T Gates Ave., Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Annex 115. 

HAUCK, JOHN E., Private (Address unobtainable), W. Va. 

Annex 115. 

HILL, MEREDITH L., Sergeant St. Marys, Ga. 

Ecole Normale. 

HODDSON, GARVIE, Private 1/c (Address unobtainable). 

Ecole Superieure. 

HUBBARD, GEORGE,- Private 708 E. 3rd St., — 

Anne.v 115. 

JENNINGS, THOMAS J., Private Falls Village, Conn. 

Ecole Normale. 

JLTDD, HENRY B., Private Bethel, Conn. 

Ecole Normale. 

KELLER, STEPHEN I., Private (Address unobtainable), Ind. 

Annex 115. 

KELLERMAN, ADAM J., Private Pinckneyville, 111. 

Ecole Superieure. 

KENAUD, CHARLES E., Private Danielson, Conn. 

j\Ii.vte. 

KENNAL^GH, EDWARD F., Private 61 Howard Ave., Ansonia, Conn. 

Annex 29. 

KNOLL, EDWARD E., Private Fairmont, Minn. 

Annex 29. 

KUEHNER, ALVIN J., Private Columbia, 111. 

Mixte. 

LAWLER, JAMES V., Private 154 Baldwin St., Waterbury, Conn. 

Ecole Normale. 

LIMONGELLO, PASQUALE, Private (Address unobtainable). 

Annex 1. 

LYNCH, JAMES J., Private 542 Atlantic St., Bridgeport, Conn. 

Annex 115. 



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LYNCH, WILLIAM F., Private 6 Prospect St., Rockville, Conn. 

Ecole Superieure. 

MALLEY, MAURICE J., Private 118 South St., Waterbury, Conn. 

Ecole Superieure. 

MITCHELL, LEON N., Private 102 6th Ave., Rome, Ga. 

Quartermaster. 

MONELL, DAVID C, Private 2 S. Lander St., Newburgh, N. Y. 

Annex 115. 

MONTGOMERY, JOHN W.. Private Shorts Creek, Va. 

Annex 13. 

MOON, THOMAS H., Private 813 Boston Ave., Bridgeport, Conn. 

Annex 13. 

MOROTO, ANTONIO, Private 178 Newberry St., Portland, Me. 

Ecole Superieure. 

McGUINNESS, MAURICE, Private 104 W. 83rd St., New York, N. Y. 

Annex 1. 

McNEILL, JOSEPH D., Private Calhoun Falls, S. C. 

Annex 29. 

NOONAN, EDWARD J., Private 38 Wall St., Norwalk, Conn. 

Annex 115. 

NORTON, OTTO B., Corporal (Address unobtainable). 

Ecole Superieure. 

O'CONNELL, CHARLES J., Corporal (Address unobtainable). 

Mlvte. 

ONDEK, JOSEPH, Private 242 Hallett St., Bridgeport, Conn. 

Annex 1. 

PAGNATTO, UMBERTO, Private (Address unobtainable). 

Annex 13. 

PARNALL, EDGAR, Private 2447 W. Jackson Bvd., Chicago, 111. 

Ecole Superieure. 

PAULSON, ADOLPH, Private 187 Preston St., Hartford, Conn. 

Annex 1. 

FERINE, HARLEY D., Private Weston, W. Va. 

Ecole Superieure. 

POMMERENING, FRANK L., Private Scottsville, N. J. 

Annex 115. 

POSPISHIL, FRANK, Mr. Hospital Sergeant (Address unobtainable). 

Receiving Office. 

POWELL, FRANK R., Private ' 259 Rhodes St., Providence, R. I. 

Annex 115. 

PRZEDPELSKI, PETER, Private Wallingford, Conn. 

Annex 1. 

REID, ROBERT T., Private Richford, Vt. 

Ecole Superieure. 

RIPLEY, GEORGE H., Private Poultney, Vt. 

X-Rai/, Ecole Superieure. 

ROBINSON, JAY L., Corporal . . .' 62 Irion St., Waterbury, Conn. 

Annex 29. 

SCHULTZ, HERMAN H., Private Ramsonville, N. Y. 

Ecole Superieure. 

SIDELINGER, RUFUS N., Private Union, Me. 

Ecole Superieure. 

SIROIS, JULES J., Private Fairfield, Me. 

Mi.vte. 

SPINETTA, FRANK J., Private ■ . S. Norwalk, Conn. 

Ecole Normale. 

STANDIFIRD, AQUILLA B., Private (Address unobtainable). 

Annex 1. 



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STAPLES, ANDREW J., Private (Address unobtainable). 

Mixte. 

STEVENS, JOSEPH G., Private (Address unobtainable). 

Annex 13. 

STONE, WALTER R., Private Willacoochee, Ga. 

Ecole Normale. 

SWARTZ, CHARLES S., Private (Address unobtainable). 

Ecole Superienre. 

TINTER, JOHN, Private (Address unobtainable). 

Mixte. 

TURNER, JESS T., Private Mercer, Pa. 

Ecole Superienre. 

TURNER, RICHARD, Private Bethel, Conn. 

Annex 115. 

WALL, WILLIAM F., Private (Address unobtainable). 

Ecole Superieure. 

WALSH, ROGER, Private 65 Putnam Ave., Norwalk, Conn. 

Annex 1. 

WEIKEL, WILLIE P., Private Union, W. Va. 

Ecole Stiperieitre. 

WILKINSON, JOHN A., Private 1908 E. Arizona St., Philadelphia, Pa. 

Ecole Superieure. 

AVILSON, THOMAS F., Private Ben Wheeler, Texas. 

Annex 1. 

WOODSIDE, WALTER E., Private Fountain Inn, S. C. 

Annex 29. 

WRIGHT, ARNOLD, Private Fbrestburg, Texas. 

Annex 1. 
YARBROUGH, JOHN E.. Private Bluffdale, Texas. 




The E.iiory Unit Quartette 
Left to right, Loftin Knowles, "Cy'' Perkins, Rex Lavender and "Bill" Cook. 



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An^xex Ecole N0RMA1.E. 
A modern building, iised as a Normal School before the War. 




NoRMALE — Rear View. 



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War Diary 

Base Hospital 43— The Emory Unit 

]N accordance with an agreement between the Surgeon General of the 
Army and Major Edward C. Davis, Ml R. C. (later Lieutenant- 
Colonel), a Red Cross Hospital of 500 beds with a personnel of 24 
officers, 154. enlisted men, 65 female nurses, and 6 female civilian 
employees, was organized by Major Davis in the summer of 1917. 
The personnel, especially the professional personnel, was largely recruited from 
Emory University, of Atlanta, Ga. This unit was, consequentl}', known as the 
Emory Unit. 

It was at first supposed that the Emory Unit would be equipped by popular 
subscription, but in August, 1917, the Government gave $-tO,000 to the Unit for 
equipment. At this time the Unit was ready for training, but the selective service 
law took awajf manj' of the enlisted men, and it was necessary to fill their places 
by further recruits in the early fall of 1917. The Emory Unit was federalized 
on Augiist 30, 1917, as Base Hospital No. 43. 

During the fall and winter of 1917, the professional personnel of the Unit 
were taking special war training courses at various institutes throughout the 
country. 

On March i, 1918, First Lieutenant James P. McGee, M. R. C, was relieved 
from duty at the Medical Officers' Training Camp, Camp Greenleaf, Ga., and 
proceeded to Atlanta, Ga., for the purpose of mobilizing the enlisted personnel of 
the Unit, which, because of numerous transfers, discharges for physical disability, 
etc., consisted of 132 men. 

Lieutenant McGee and the enlisted personnel were immediately attached to 
the Base Hospital at Camp Gordon Ga., for duty, where they reported on March 4, 
1918. 

On April 2, 1918, Lieutenant-Colonel S. U. Marietta, M. C, N. A., assumed 
command of Base Hospital No. 43, and proceeded to the completion of the organi- 
zation and the equipment of the Unit. 

At the same time the officers of the Unit reported for duty at Camp Gordon. 

About the middle of April the Unit was increased from 500 beds to 1000 
beds, the increase in enlisted personnel being, to a small degree, recruited, but the 
major portion transferred from the 157th Depot Brigade at Camp Gordon. 

On April 23, 1918, seven officers were transferred from the secondary staff 
of the Base Hospital, Camp Gordon, Ga., to Base Hospital No. 43 completing the 
commissioned personnel. The Unit continued on duty at the Base Hospital, Camp 
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June 2, 1918, when it entrained for Camp :Merritt, X. J. The Unit, at this time, 
consisted of 35 officers, including one Quartermaster and one Red Cross Chaplain 
and 200 enlisted men, the female nurses being mobilized separately by the Sur- 
geon General at the HoUey Hotel, in New York. 

The command arrived at Camp Merritt, N. J., on June 4, 1918, after an 
uneventful journey and after a stay of nine days spent in preparation for over- 
seas duty, went on board S.S. "Olympic," at Hoboken, N. J. The medical sup- 
plies and the equipment for the organization were at that time on the docks at 
Hoboken, or arriving, and were left to be shipped at the first opportunity. The 
nurses and civilian employees, whose equipment was not entirely complete, were 
likewise left in New York. The Unit sailed on June 14. with a full complement 
of officers and men. 

The Commanding Officer of Base Hospital No. 43, being the senior medical 
officer on board the transport, was appointed as Surgeon of the boat. A hospital 
of 75 beds and an isolation section of 24 beds was established, the work being 
carried on by the personnel of Base Hospital No. 43. Two sick calls were held 
daily for the 6,000 or more troops on board, also a daily physical examination, 
required by the transport regulations. A total of 113 cases were handled during 
the voyage, including the following diseases : 

Influenza, 5; measles, 6; measles contacts, 17; lobar pneumonia, 3; venereal, 
7 ; other diseases, 36. 

After an uneventful voyage the Unit docked at Southampton, England, Fri- 
day, June 217 1918; spent the following day at Rest Camp, Southampton, and re- 
embarked June 23, on the S.S. "Nirvana," for Le Havre, France, reaching that 
port safely by noon of the next day. 

On June 26 the Unit left the Rest Camp at Le Havre and entrained for Blois, 
France, where it arrived June 27, command intact, excepting one man left at Le 
Havre with mumps. 

The next few days were spent in preparation for hospital work, and on 
July 3 Base Hospital 43 relieved Camp Hospital 25 at Blois, taking over seven 
buildings, as follows: Annex 29, Hospital Mixte, Annex 115, Annex 1, Annex 13, 
No. 2, and Complimentaire. The last two buildings were used for the Quarter- 
master and the Nurses' home, respectively. All the other buildings were used as 
hospitals. The French designations of the buildings were retained for business 
reasons with the French people. When taken over the capacity of this entire 
hospital was 939 beds normal, 1.229 beds emergency. The number of patients 
at the time were 416. As the nurses of Base Hospital 43 had not yet joined the 
command, all of the nurses of Base Hospital 47 were attached to Base 43 for 
temporary duty. 



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MixTE Hospital — Estraxce. 




MixTE Hospital — Side View. 
This structure is one of tlie oldest in Blois; formerly connected with and an integral 
part of the Church of St. Nicholas (formerly St. Lomer). First stones laid in 854 to 
house the Benedictines, whose pious duty was to guard the Relics of St. Lomer. In 1626 
the present building took form, and from 1626 to the Revolution it remained a Convent. 
In 1803 renamed "Hotel Dieu", and used as Town Hall. Since 1914 used as Hospital by 
both American and French Armies. 



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Gn July 5 the administration of the diiFerent sections of the hospital was as 
follows: 

Annex 29 — Medical cases. 

Annex 115 — Nervous and mental, medical, and convalescent cases. 
Annex 1 — Surgical (general), and brain, dental, and special surgical cases. 
Annex 13 — Orthopedic and eye, ear, nose and throat cases. 
Mixte — Infections, contagious and venereal cases, together with overflow mis- 
cellaneous cases. 

On July 6 Hospital Train No. 51 arrived from Coulommiers with 314 patients, 
as follows : 

Diseased, 71; gassed, 124; gunshot wounds, 81; other injuries, 31. 
On July 10 two gas teams were formed, as follows: 

TEAM No. 148: TEAM No. 119: 

1st Lieutenant Leslie L. Blair, jNL R. C, 1st Lieutenant Harry J. Sims, i\L R. C, 

Nurse Anna M. Anderson, Nurse Marie F. Boj'ce, 

Nurse Ida A. Kratsch, Niirse Caroline B. Ashland, 

Private l/c Benjamin T. Dantzler, Private l/c Frank D. Solomon, 

Private Paul C. Shehee. Private Leon F. Beddingfield. 

Note — The four nurses named on the above teams were members of Base 47, 
who were temporarily assigned to Base 43. 

On July 11 the bed capacity of the hospital was increased to 1,000 (normal), 
and 1,397 (emergency), distributed as follows: 

Annei\_ Normal Capacity Emergency Capacity 

1 170 237 

• 13 211 295 

29 200 280 

115 189 265 

Mixte 280 320 



Total 1,000 1,397 

On July 17 two operating teams were organized, as follows: 
FIRST TEAM: 

Operator Major Edward C. Davis, M. R. C. 

Assistant 1st Lieutenant James A. McAllister, j\I. R. C. 

Anaesthetist Captain Louis Berlin, M. R. C. 

Surgical Nurse Nurse Gabriella Tissot. 

Assistant Nurse Nurse Laura Main. 

Orderly Private l/c Lewis S. Patton. 

Orderly . Private Thomas H. Dillard. 



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SECOND TEAM: 

Operator Captain Charles E. Dowman, M. R. C. 

Assistant Captain James W. Roberts, M. R. C. 

Anaesthetist Nurse Mildred Ensign. 

Surgical Nurse Nurse Abbie V. Ewart. 

Assistant Nurse Nurse Florence N. Blessing. 

Orderly Private l/c Quillian C. Daniel. 

Orderly Private l/c Philip R. Bradford. 

NoTE^Nurses named were from Base 47. 

These teams were available at all times for service at the French, British or 
American fronts. 

On July 17 Hospital Train No. 55 arrived from Coulommiers with 236 
patients, as follows: Diseased, 45; gassed, 115; gunshot wounds, 51; injuries, 11. 
On July 22 Hospital Train No. 54 arrived from Coulommiers with 211 
patients: Diseased, 1; gunshot wounds, 208; injuries, 2. 

July 31, 1918. There were 578 patients disposed of from Base Hospital 43 
during the month of July, of which number 432 were returned to duty, 138 were 
transferred to other hospitals, and 8 died. 

August 4. Hospital Train No. 53 arrived from Chateau-Thierry with 253 
patients, as follows: Gassed, 44; gunshot wounds, 149; injuries, 10. 

On August 6 the female personnel of the Emory Unit, consisting of 100 
nurses and 6 civilian emploj'ees (secretaries), arrived at Blois, making Base Hos- 
pital 43 completely mobilized for the first time. 

On August 9 the nurses and civilian employees of Base Hospital 47 left Blois 
to join their own unit at Beaune. France. 

On August 15 the total number of patients in the hospital were 1,035, dis- 
tributed as follows: Diseased, 272; gunshot wounds, 314; injuries, 49; gas burns, 
44; gas by inhalation, 200; gas by inhalation and burns, 99; venereal, 33; 
N. y. D., 24. 

Beginning about the middle of August, 1918, a course of instructions for 
officers of Base Hospital 43 was instituted. Meetings were held in the dining 
hall at Annex 29 on Tuesday and Friday evenings. Medical officers previously 
designated read papers or lectured on subjects of technical interest. A number 
of subjects treated are here given in their chronological order: 
"Treatment of Gas Patients" — Major Cyrus W. Strickler. 
"War Surgery" — Major Frank K. Boland. 
"Use of Carrell-Dakin Solution" — Lieutenant Grover A. Silliman. 



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Annex No. 1. 
Annex No. 1 is about 200' years old. The building was used as an Ursuline Convent 
until 1789. After remaining vacant many years, in 1886 it opened as a Church and School. 
In 1914. taken over by the French, vi^ho in turn gave it to the Americans. 




Dental Office — Annex No. 1. 



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"Fractures in War" — Captain Frederick G. Hodgson. 

"Shock, and its Treatment" — Lieutenant Harry J. Sims. 

"Brain Surgerj' in the Present War" — Captain Charles E. Dowman. 

"New Method of Accounting for sick and Wounded" — Lieutenant Charles E. 
Phillips. 

"Functioning of Base Hospital in S. O. S." — Lieutenant-Colonel S. U. Ma- 
rietta. 

"W^ar Neuroses" — Captain Hansell Crenshaw. 

"Oral Conditions Met With in the S. O. S., and Their Treatment" — Lieutenant 
Joseph D. Osborne. 

"War Wounds from the General Surgeon's Standpoint" — Captain Weldon 
E. Person. 

"Pneumonia — Lobar and Broncho" — Captain Dan H. DuPree. 

"Pathology of the Broncho-Pneumonia" — Captain Louis Berlin. 

"Diagnosis and Treatment of Duodenal Ulcer" — Lieutenant John B. Fitts. 

"Influenza and its Principal Complications" — Lieutenant Henry C. Sauls. 

"Cerebro-Spinal Meningitis, its Diagnosis and Treatment" — Lieutenant Fred 
B. Rawlings. 

In addition to the readings and lectures given, there were frequent clinics 
held for and by the Emory officers, when there happened to be any particularly 
interesting cases in the hospital. 

On August 31 Operating Team No. 87, consisting of Captain Charles E. 
Dowman, Captain John W. Roberts, Anaesthetist Zola L. Thomas, Nurse Ella M. 
Walters, Nurse Hope Wood, Private l/c Philip R. Bradford, and Private l/c 
Quillian C. Daniels, left Blois for Souilly in the Meuse Sector, for duty with 
Mobile Hospital No. L 

On August 31 two new hospital buildings were added to B. H. 43: Ecole 
Superieure, and Ecole Louis XII; the latter to constitute an extension to Annex 29, 
while the former was to be the largest of the three surgical hospitals of the Emory 
Unit. 

August 31, 1918. There were 864 patients disposed of during the month 
of August, of which 709 were returned to duty, 142 were transferred to other 
hospitals, and 13 died. 

On September 6 another Hospital Train (No. 52) arrived from Paris at 6:15 
P. M. with 400 patients, distributed as follows: Diseased, 20; gassed, 100; gun- 
shot wounds, 280. 



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On this same day Chaplain Jackson Lee Allgood arrived from Paris to join 
his organization, and Gas Team No. 148 (see date of Julj^ 10) left for Base Hos- 
pital No. 15 at Chaumont, France. 

On September 14 there were 953 patients in the hospital, as follows: Dis- 
eased, 261; injuries, 41; gunshot wounds, 412; gas inhalation, 100; gas inhalation 
and burns, 58; gas burns, 13; diphtheria, 1; mumps, 9; venereal, 36; N. Y. D., 22. 

On September 17 the personnel of Hospital Train No. 39, consisting of 3 
officers and 31 enlisted men, were assigned to duty with Base Hospital 43. 

On September 1 8 the bed capacitj' of Base Hospital 43 was increased from 
1,500 to 1,825 beds. 

On September 24 Hospital Train No. 65 arrived at 10:45 A. M. from Toul 
with 421 patients, of whom 348 were American soldiers and 73 were German 
prisoners of war. There were 11 diseased, 61 gunshot wounds and 1 injury 
among the German patients, while the American patients included 167 diseased, 
123 gunshot wounds, 34 injuries, 15 gassed, and 9 venereal cases. 

September 25. Added another Annex to B. H. 43 — Ecole Normale, to be 
used as a convalescent hospital. 

September 30. During the month of September, 1918, there were 545 patients 
disposed of by B. H..43: 464 to duty, 70 transferred to other hospitals, and 11 
died. 

On October 3 Hospital Train No. 53, from Langres, reached Blois at 11:00 
A. M. with 401 patients: 96 diseased, 5 gassed, 283 gunshot wounds, 16 injuries, 
and 3 psychoneurosis neurasthenias, or "shell shocks." (In previous lists the "shell 
shocks" have been included in Diseases.) 

On October 10 brought another Hospital Train (No. 19) from Le Veuve, with 
251 patients: 49 diseased, 169 gunshot wounds, 12 gassed, 18 injuries, 3 psycho- 
neurosis neurasthenias. 

The next day the enlisted personnel of Base Hospital 43 was slightly 'increased 
by the addition of 20 casual privates from the Depot Division, A. E. F. 

On October 14 the bed capacity was increased from 1,500 to 1,760 (normal), 
and from 1,825 to 2,000 (emergency). This increase was made possible by the 
erection of hospital barracks. 

October 16 there were 1,778 patients in the hospital, listed as follows: 



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Lobar pneumonia, 39; broncho-pneumonia, 1; malaria. 1; venereal, 32; cerebro- 
spinal meningitis, 3; scarlet fever, 2; mumps, 31; influenza, 162; other diseases, 
407; gunshot wounds, 819; injuries. 85; gassed, 19-1. 

October 17. Hospital Train No. 6 from Le Veuve brought 169 patients: 62 
diseased. 3 venereal. 20 gunshot wounds, 73 gassed. 10 injuries. 1 psychoneurosis 
neurasthenia. 

The bed capacity was further increased from 1.760 to 2.025 (normal), and 
from 2,000 to 2,300 (emergency). 

On October 19 Hospital Train C 3 arrived from Souilly with 267 American 
soldiers (l-i diseased, 223 gunshot wounds, 3 gassed, 3 injuries, and 6 trench-foot 
cases), and 18 German prisoners (7 diseased, 11 gunshot wounds). This is the 
first appearance of trench-foot in B. H. 43. 

On October 25 Hospital Train No. 59 arrived at 7:50 A. M. with 517 patients, 
as follows: 296 diseased, 7 venereal, 8 trench-foot, 190 gunshot wounds, 4 injuries. 
20 gassed, 2 psychoneurosis neurasthenias. 

On October 27 the Administrative Labor Co. No. 162. with 4 American Cor- 
porals and 30 mixed European laborers, in charge of which was 2nd Lieutenant 
Charles E. Stuart, Q. M. C, reported for duty, thus releasing the hospital corps 
men from labor, to be put on hospital duty. 

On October 30 a French Hospital Train, No 7, arrived at 8:10 A. 'SI. from 
Vittel with 316 American patients (51 diseases, 2 venereal, 3 trench-foot. 231 gun- 
shot wounds. 4 injuries, 24 gassed, 1 psychoneurosis neurasthenia). 

During the month of October 1,263 patients were disposed of. as follows: 939 
returned to duty, 289 transferred to other hospitals, 35 died. 

On November 7 another French Hospital Train (No. 7 A) arrived with 324 
patients (182 diseases, 8 venereal, 7 trench-foot, 65 gunshot wounds. 41 gassed, 
6 injuries). 

November 10, 1918. The total number of patients in hospital was 2.237. 
listed as follows: Lobar pneumonia, 46; broncho-pneumonia, 20; dysentery. 1; 
malaria, 1; venereal, 26; cerebro-spinal meningitis, 5; scarlet fever, 2; diptheria. 4; 
mumps. 33; influenza, 213; other diseases, 559; N. Y. D., 40; injuries, 92; severe 
gunshot wounds, 513; slight gunshot wounds, 574; gas inhalation, 93; gas burns, 6; 
g.TS burns and inlial.ition, 9. 

November 11, 1918. The great dav of the signing of the Armistice. 



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\\M;l> No. Hi, AnN-KX Xo. 2!) — Ixl'MEXZA Cuxvai dsci.nts 




Inteiuou of Anii.uN BAiiiiArKs 1"si;ti fok Ovf.iiki.ow or Fatikxts. 



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Opekatixg Tables at Ecole Superieube. 




Ward at Axxex No. 115. 



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On December i Hospital Train No. 60 from Toul brought to Base Hospital 
iS 503 patients (•i'iO diseased, 42 gunshot wounds, 12 gassed, 9 injuries). 

On December 8 again Hospital Train No. 60 arrived from Toul, this time 
with 501 patients (-158 diseased, 8 gunshot wounds, 9 gassed, and 26 injuries). 

On December 12 the bed capacity of the hospital was decreased from 2,000 
to 1,850 (normal), and from 2,200 to 2,000 (emergency). The relative bed- 
capacities of the several annexes before this decrease are herewith given: 

Annex No. 1 Normal 175 Emergency 195 

Annex No. 13 " 230 " 265 

Annex No. 29 " 315 " 350 

Annex No. 115 " 285 " 315 

Annex Mixte " 280 " 310 

Annex Ecole Superieure . . " 415 " 445 

Annex Ecole Normale ... " 300 " 320 

Total 2,000 2,200 

On Christmas Day the following telegram, dated December 24, 1918, was 
received by Base Hospital 43, from the Commander in Chief, through the Chief Sur- 
geon, American E. F. : 

Please accept for yourself, the officers, nurses and men under your command 
and patients under your care, my most cordial Christmas greetings, with appre- 
ciation of the spirit of loj'alty and enthusiasm with which the personnel of your 
hospital have met their obligations, and admiration for the unflinching fortitude 
with which the sick and those wounded in battle have met their misfortune. I trust 
that the coming year will bring to all of you happiness which you so well deserve. 

(Signed) PERSHING. 

December 31, 1918. During the month of December there were 1,021 patients 
disposed of by Base Hospital 43, of whom 681 were discharged to duty, 330 trans- 
ferred to other hospitals, and 10 died. 

Remaining in the hospital at the end of the year were 1,490 patients, dis- 
tributed as follows: Lobar pneumonia, 20; broncho-pneumonia, 17; venereal, 16; 
measles, 4; cerebro-spinal meningitis, 3; scarlet fever, 1; diptheria, 3; mumps, 34; 
influenza, 280; all other diseases, 519; N. Y. D., 37; injuries, 68; gunshot wounds, 
467; gas by inhalation, 17; gas burns, 2; gas inhalation and burns, 2. 



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January 1, 1919. Instruction classes were instituted for officers, nurses, corps 
men and jjatients of Base Hospital 4-S. Major Haskins was appointed School 
Officer. In addition to the regular officers' meeting, three classes a week were held 
for the officers, at which different instructors were assigned to lecture on paper 
work and administration. At the three classes every week for Nurses the following 
officers acted as instructors: Materia Medica and Therapeutics — Lieutenant Blair; 
Medicine — Lieutenant Sauls; Ward Work and Management — CaiDtain DuPree; 
Dietetics — Lieutenant Fitts; First Aid — Lieutenant McAllister. The Enlisted 
M'en's classes and their instructors were as follows: Civics — Lieutenant Street; 
English — Private l/c E. R. Jones; French History — ]\Iiss Spencer, of the Y. M. 
C. A.; Mason's Handbook — Captain Person; Drill Master — Sergeant l/c Lowndes. 
The classes for Patients were held three days a week in the different hospitals, at 
which English and French History were taught by Private l/c E. R. Jones and 
Sergeant l/c Daniel, and Agriculture and Civics were taught by Privates l/c 
Sprouse, Hatfield, and Barrington. These classes continued as long as the hospital 
continued on duty at Blois. 

On January 12, Evacuation Hospital No. 35, consisting of 31 officers and 211 
enlisted men, reported for duty with Base Hospital -iS. 

On January 17, 10 medical officers and 1 sanitary corps officer (all of whom 
had been attached to the Emory Unit in France) and 40 of the nurses of Base 
Hospital 43 were transferred to Evacuation Hospital No. 35, for duty at Blois. 

On January 21, 1919, Base Hospital 43 was relieved by Evacuation Hospital 
No. 35. Thus the Emory Unit was in operation as a Base Hospital in the A. E. F. 
for 6 months and 18 days. The largest number of patients in the hospital at a 
given time was 2,341. The total number of cases treated in France by this hospital 
were 9,034. (For a complete summary of cases, see Appendix to War Diary.) 
The total number of deaths in the 6 months and 18 days were 102.' 

During the entire time of the operation of Base Hospital 43. the hospital was 
free from cross infections and epidemics of any sort. 

By successive assignments of officers and men the personnel of Base Hospital 
43 grew from 31 officers and 200 men to 52 officers and 291 men. The nursing 
force remained substantially the same, consisting of 96 nurses. 

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AxsTEx No. 29 — Side View. 




AxxEx No. 2i). 
This building, with other parts now demolished, was originally one of the largest 
buildings in Blois, covering in addition to its present sites, those now occupied by the 
College Augustin-Tierrv and the Market House. 



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The rest of this Diary will be a brief statement of events leading to the 
demobilization of the Unit. 

January 22-29. The enlisted men were billeted in the building of Annex 13. 
Januar^v 29-February 10. The enlisted men billeted at Casual Camp near 
Blois. 

January 31. Lieutenant-Colonel Marietta relieved of command of the Emory 
Unit by Major C. W. Strickler, Lieut.-Col. Edward C. Davis having previously 
returned to the States. Below is given Lieutenant-Colonel Marietta's farewell mes- 
sage to the Unit: 

Base Hospital No. 43, A. P. O. 726. 
January 31, 1919. 
MEMO. TO MEMBERS OF BASE HOSPITAL NO. 43. 

Being relieved on this date from the command of Base Hospital No. 43, The Emory 
Unit, after ten months service with tlie organization, and it heing impossible, in the nature 
of things, to bid farewell to each individual member of the Unit, it is my desire to at least 
bid farewell in this manner to the Unit as a whole. 

I wish to express my thanlis to each individual member of the Unit for the loyal and 
willing performance of their duties at all times, and more especially for the good reputation 
which the Unit bears; a matter which has rested largely with the conduct of the personnel. 
It is earnestly hoped that as you go back to civil life, you will continue to safeguard the 
reputation and the standing of this organization. 

While it is true that we have suffered little of the actual hardships of war, we have 
filled to the best of our ability the post that was designated to us, and none need be 
ashamed of the part he played in the great game, and you may go back with tlie conscious- 
ness of work well done. My best wishes go with you. 

S. U. MARIETTA, Lieutenant-Colostel M. C, U. S. A., 

Commanding Officer, Base Hospital No. 43. 



February 6. Colonel Clyde S. Ford placed in charge of Base Hospital 43. 

February 11. The original Emory Unit, with the exception of the 40 nurses,, 
left with Evac. Hosp. No. 35, entrained at Blois for Camp Monitor, via Tours 
and Nantes. 

February 12-March 2. Officers and men billeted at Camp Montoir, 10 k. east 
of St. Nazaire, while nurses were quartered at Boule. 

February 22. The nurses, conducted by Capt. Dan. H. DuPree, sailed from 
St. Nazaire on the SS. "Cartago." 

February 26. Colonel Ford relieved of command by Lieutenant-Colonel C. W. 
Strickler. 

March 2. The rest of the outfit proceeded from Camp Montoir by truck, 
10:00 A. M., to Camp No. 2, and after physical examination to Camp No. 1, St. 
Nazaire, to await embarkation. 



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AxxEX Louis XII. 
This building was huilt by the First Count of Orleans about the year 1190. The 
Theatre of Blois, which forms an integral part of its construction, was originally a Mediaeval 
Church. Since the Revolution of 1789 it has been used as an "Ecole Communal", i. e., a 
School for the Poor of Blois. In 1918' turned over to Base Hospital 43, for Hospital 
purposes. 




QuAIiTEKMASTER BtJILDIJJG. 

Used as sleeping quarters for personnel and also as storage for about 
quartermaster property. 



0,000 worth of 



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March 11, 1:00 P M. The Unit tramped with packs from Camp No. 1 to St. 
Nazaire, and boarded U.S.S. "Kroonland." 

March 12, 1:30 P. M. U.S.S. "Kroonland", sailed for Newport News, Va., 
arriving at that port March 24, after an uneventful voyage. 

March 24'-28. Stationed at Camp Stuart, Va. 

March 28-29. En route to Camp Gordon, Ga. 

March 29, 2:00 P. M. Detrained at Camp Gordon. 

April 2, 1919 — at 5:00 P. M., just prior to demobilization, a formal meeting 
of the Emory Unit was held, and after several speeches and the presentation of 
a loving cup by the men of the Unit to Lieutenant-Colonel Davis, it was unani- 
mously voted upon that a permanent organization be made of the Emor_y Unit, of 
which the following should be the officers: 

President ■. Lieutenant-Colonel Edward C. Davis. 

Vice-President Lieutenant-Colonel Frank K. Boland. 

Second Vice-President . . . Lieutenant-Colonel Cyrus W. Strickler. 
Secretary Sergeant l/c Patrick N. B. Hampton. 

It was further unanimouslj' voted upon that a committee consisting of these 
four officers of the Unit have full charge of and authority to expend any funds 
possessed by the Unit. It was also agreed that the committee summon the Unit 
together for reunions at stated intervals, to be decided upon by this permanent 
committee of the Emory Unit. 




\ I USES QUARTEBS, LoCATED Ju"; 1 \ 1 



■■lll'b FROM AsrsTEX No. 29. 



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Annex No. 13 — Entrance. 




Annex No. 13 — Rear View. 
These buildings are modern — ijuilt in 1869, as a School for Young Boys. At the out- 
break of tlie War taken over as a hospital by the French. Later placed at the disposal of 
the Americans. 



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Technical Data of the Work 

of Base Hospital No. 43 



Statistical Table of All Diseases and Injuries Treated at Base 

Hospital No. 43, A. P. O. 726, From July 1, 1918 

To January 1, 1919, Inclusive. 

Compiled by LT. SILLIi\IAN, SGT. McCLURE and PVT. 1 /c USHER 
Of the Emory Unit 



I. INFECTIOUS AND EPIDEMIC DISEASES— 1394. 



Chicken-pox 

Diptheria 

Dysentery, Entamebic 

Influenza 

Malaria — 

Tertian 

Quartian ..... 

Measles 

Meningitis — 

Meningococcus . . 

Streptococcus . . . 

Pneumococcus . . . 



Mumps 

Purulent Infection — 
Aerogenes capsulatus 

Erysipelas 

Septicemia 

Rheumatic Fever, Acute 

Scarlet Fever 

Tetanus 

Trachoma 

Vincent's angina . . . 



II. TUBERCULOSIS— 114. 



Tuberculosis of Spine . . . 
Tuberculosis, acute, miliary 

Acute, pvdmonary . . . . 

Chronic, pulmonary . . . 



1.3 



Meninges, Tuberculosis of 2 

Lymphadenitis, Tuberculosis .... 2 
Observation for Pulmonary Tuijercu- 

losis, bacilli not found .... 83 



Gonorrheal Arthritis 
Ophthalmia . . . . 
Epididymitis . . . 
Lymphadenitis . . 
Stricture . . . . . 
Urethritis, acute 
Urethritis, chronic 



III. 



VENEREAL DISEASES— 195. 

... 6 Gonorrheal cystitis . . . 

■ • • Chancroid 

... 28 

^ Chancroidal lymphadenitis 

... 4 Syphilis, Primarj' . . . . 



Secondary 
Tertiary 



IV. GENERAL DISEASES (OTHER)— 56. 



Alcoholism, acute . . . 
Diabetes, Mellitus . . . 
Drug Habit, Morphine 
Goiter, exophth'ilmic 



Tumor, cyst dermoid benign 

Lipoma 

Filjroma 

Cystadenoma, ovary 

Malignant type, undetermined sig- 
moid 



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V. NERVOUS DISEASES— 46. 



Abscess of brain. . . 

Epilepsy 

Epilepsy, Jacksonian 
Hernia Cerebri . . . 
Migraine 



1 Myelitis 

12 Neuralgia, trifacial 

1 Neuritis 

1 Paralysis, without specified cause, ulnar 

5 Tabes Dorsalis 



VI. MENTAL DISEASES AND DEFECTS— 184. 



Constitutional psychopathic state- 
Inadequate Personality . . . . 
Emotional Insanity 

Mental Deficiency 

Psychoneuroses, hysteria 



Neurasthenia . . 

Psychasthenia . . 
Psychosis, hysterical 

For Observation 
Cerebral Concussion 



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VII. DISEASES OF THE EYE- 



Astigmatism 
Blepharitis . . 
Cataract . . . , 
Chalazion . . . . 
Choroiditis . . , 
Conjunctivitis . , 
Dacryocystitis . , 
Hordeolum . . , 
Hypermetropia 

Iritis 

Keratitis . . . , 

Myopia 

Optic atrophy . , 
Ophthalmoplogia 



Panophthalmitis 

Presbyopia 

Pterygium 

Retinitis 

Scleritis 

Diplopia 

Canaliculus, stricture of 

F. B. eye . 

Phthisis bulbi, *raumatic . 
Strabismus, convergent 

Symplepharon 

Ulcer of cornea 

Neurorstinitis ...... 



VIII. DISEASES OF THE EAR— 104. 
18 Otitis media . . . 



IX. DISEASES OF THE NOSE— 41. 



Deviation of nasal septum 

Polypus, nasal 

Sinusitis 



16 Abscess, nasal 

1 Perforation Nasal septum 
20 Hypertrophied turbinate . 



X. DISEASES OF THE THROAT- 



Abscess, peritonsillar 
Hypertrophied tonsils 
Laryngitis 



Pharyngitis 
Tonsillitis . 



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139 



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Anxex Xo. 115 — Froxt View. 




AxNEX Xo. 115 — Side View. 
The Cathedral and Bishop's Palace (the latter now Annex 115) is a vast building 
begun in 1390 and finished in the 17th Century. It was dedicated to St. Solemne. Gabriel, 
the Architect of Louis XIV, at one time undertook the supervision of its construction. 
Its title, St. Louis Cathedral, only dates from the year 1697. 



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XI. CIRCULATORY SYSTEM— 3 



Diseases of the heart — 

Angina pectoris 

Cardiac dilitation 

Cardiac hypertrophy . . . 
D. A. H. Tachycardia . . . 
D. A. H. Arythmia . . . . 

Effort Syndrose 

Endocarditis, acute . . . . 
Myocarditis, acute . . . . 
Myocarditis, chronic . . . . 

Pericarditis 

Valvular heart disease — 

Mitral regurgitation . . . 

Mitral stenosis 

Aortic insufficiency . . . 

Aortic Stenosis 

Diseases of the blood vessels- 
Aneurysm, popliteal . . . 
Aneurysm, epigastric . . . 

Arteriosclerosis 

Hemorrhoids, External . . 
Hemorrhoids, Internal . . . 
Phlebitis, Femoral . . . . 

Varicose veins 

Varicocele 



Diseases of the lymphatic system — 

1 Lymphadenitis 

2 Asthma, bronchial 

5 Bronchitis, acute, catarrhal 

71 Bronchitis, chronic, catarrhal . . . 

11 Pleurisy, empyema 

32 Hemothorax 

2 Serofibrinous 

1 Pleuritic adhesions 

1-t Pneumothorax 

3 Traumatic 

Abscess of lung 

102 Rupture of lung 



8 Broncho-Pneumonia 



Primary — 

Pneuraococcus 
Streptococcus 
Undetermined 

Secondary — 

To Influenza — 

Pneumococcus 

Streptococcus 

L'ndetermined 



9 

19 

392 

28 

20 

3 

50 

5 

2 

5 

1 

1 

Died 
19 



28 


5 


5 


3 


23 


2 



XII. RESPIRATORY SYSTEM— 75T. 



To Gas- 
Streptococcus . . . 
L'ndetermined , . . 

To Injury — 

Pneumococcus . . . 

Streptococcus . . . 

Undetermined . . . 
To Other Conditions- 

Pneumococcus . . . 

Streptococcus . . . 

LTndetermined . . . 



Pneumonia, lobar 



Primary — 

Pneumococcus . . . 

L'ndetermined . . . 
Secondary — 
To Influenza — 

Pneumococcus . . 
To Ga.s— 

Pneumococcus . . . 
To Injury — 

Pneumococcus . . . 

L'ndetermined . . . 
To Other Conditions- 

Pneumococcus . . . 



XIII. 

Diseases of the Mouth — 

Abscess Alveolar 

Gingivitis 

Stomatitis 

Pyorrhoea alveolaris 

Insufficient dentition 

Impacted molar 



DIGESTIVE— 766. 

Diseases of the Stomach — 

10 Dilitation of stomach 2 

Gastritis, acute 51 

Z Gastritis, chronic 24 

3 Hyperchloridia 7 

1 Ulcer of stomach 3 



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XIII.— Continued. 



Diseases of tlie Intestines — 

Abscess retrocecal 1 

Appendicitis, acute, catarrhal ... 69 

Appendicitis, clironic, catarrhal . . 26 

Appendicitis, acute, purulent .... 12 

Colitis * 

Enteritis, acute, catarrhal 278 

Enterecolitis 65 

Hernia, inguinal 93 

umbilical - 2 

ventral 2 

Intestinal obstruction 5 

Intestinal parasites 

Ascaris lumbricoides 1 

Oxyuris vermicularis 1 

Tenia saganata 3 

Uncinaria Americana 1 

Ulcer of duodenum 9 



Diseases of the Rectum- 
Abscess periproctitis 

Proctitis 

Fistula in ano 

Stricture of rectum 

Diseases of liver and gall blaJder— 

Cholelithiasis 

Cholecystitis 

Cirrhosis of liver, hypertrophic . . . 

Peritonitis, acute, general 

Chronic adhesive 

Fistula abdominal, post operative. . . 

Reconstruction following abdominal 
operations 

Auto intoxication, intestinal 



XIV. GENITO-URINARY (NON-VENEREAL)— 96. 



Diseases of the kidney — 

Nephritis, acute 

Chronic 

Perinephritic abscess 

Pyelitis 

Nephroptosis_ 

Calculi of the urinary passage — 

Nephrolithiasis 

Ureteral calculus 

Diseases of the urethra — 

Urethritis, acute 

chronic 

Rupture of urethra 



Diseases of the bladder — 

Cystitis, acute 

Chronic 

Diseases of the prostate — 

Hypertrophied prostate 

Non-venereal diseases of the genital 
organs — 

Balanitis 

Epididymiti-s, acute 

Hydrocele 

Orchitis, acute 

Chronic 

Phimosis 

Fistula of scrotum 



XV. SKIN— 168. 



Chilblain 

Dermatitis, internal cause 

External cause .... 
Eczema, erythematous . . 

Exfoliating 

Seborthesic 

Squamous 

Herpes Zoster 

Psoriasis 

Ring worm 



Pyodermia, abscess . 4-6 

Carbuncle 3 

Furunculosis 38 

Impetigo 6 

Paronychia 1 

Scabies 37 

Thichophytosis 1 

Urticaria ■. 6 

Alopecia areata 1 

Sycasis, vvilgaris 3 

Tenea barbae 1 



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T^\0 F\M01S CHIHCIIPS 
OF BLOIS 



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The Cathedral. 



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XVI. BONES AND ORGANS OF LOCOMOTION— 393. 



Diseases of the bones — 

Exostosis 

Necrosia, tibia 

Osteomyelitis 

Periostitis 

Union of fracture, faulty 

Diseases of joints — 

Ankylosis, bony of joint . 

Fibrous 

Arthritis, acute atrophic . 

Acute infectious .... 

Acute hypertrophic . . 

Acute traumatic . . . 

Chronic atrophic . . . 

Chronic rheumatic . . . 



Loose body in linee joint 

8 Synovitis 

1 Scoliosis 

18 Miscellaneous diseases of the organs of 

4 locomotion — 

11 Bursitis . . 

Flat foot . . 
Hallux valgus 

3 Hammer toe 

10 Lumbago . . 

3 Metatarsalgia 

10 Myositis . . 

56 Teno-synovitis 

1 Trench foot . 

1 Ingrowing toe nail 

48 Contracture tendo Achilles 



XVII. MALFORMATION, ILL-DEFINED DISEASES— 13. 
Contracture of muscles 



.... 6 Conaenital malformations- 
Bladder 

Paralyis of sphincter ani, post opera- Hypospadias 

five 1 Undescended testicle 



XVIII. EXTERNAL CAUSES— 4002. 



Burn — 

By fire 

Steam . .- 

Other agents .... 
Concussion by explosion 
Dislocations — 

Sacro-iiiac 



Clavicle 1 

Radius 1 

Shoulder 5 

Patella I 

Knee 3 

Hip 1 

Exhaustion from over-exertion .... 45 



FRACTURES. 



FRACTURE SIMPLE— 99. 

Skull 

Bones of face 

Clavicle 

Humerus 

Radius 

Ulna 

Carpal 

Metacarpal 

Rib .- 

Vertebrae 

Sacrum 

Pelvis 



Femur ........' 

Tibia 

Fibula 

Tibia and fibula 

Tarsal • . . 

Metatarsal 

FRACTURE COMPOUND— 414 

Skull 

Bones of face 

Clavicle 

Scapula 

Humerus 



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FRACTURES.— Continued. 

Radius 25 Metatarsal 

Ulna 

Radius and ulna 

Carpal . 

Metacarpal 

Rib 

Vertebrae 

Pelvis 

Femur 

Patella 1 

Tibia 41 

Fibula 22 

Tibia and Fibula 1,5 

Tarsal 26 



GAS. Absorption of Deleterious — 721. 

Chlorine by inhalation 28 

Mustard by inhalation 60 

By surface contact 53 

By inhalation and surface contact . 144 

Pliosgene by inhalation 21 

Mixed by inhaUition 50 

By inhalation and surface contact . 149 

Type unknown by inhalation 169 

By inhalation and surface contact . 46 

Chloropiorin by inhalation 1 

GUN SHOT WOUNDS— 2552 



Abdomen 
Chest . . 
Back . . 
Buttocks 
Thigh . 
Leg . . 
Foot . . 
Toes . . 
Shoulder 
Arm . . 
Forearm 
Hand . 
Fingers 
Face . . , 
Scalp . . 
Head . 
Neck . . 
Spine 
Genitals 
Multiple 



Totals 



M. G. & 






MiS! 


Rifle 


Shell 


Shrapnel 


Unk 


21 


6 


6 


— 


62 


42 


27 


— 


23 


46 


26 


1 


19 


47 


19 


2 


168 


101 


100 


8 


171 


144 


90 


5 


90 
13 
49 


33 


27 


3 


30 


29 


7 


66 


90 


63 


10 


80 


68 


?7 


10 


94 


62 


63 


10 


27 


— 


— 


4 


23 


24 


22 


7 


10 


11 


12 


— 


25 


33 


40 


4 


14 


5 


6 


2 



117 of the above wounds under the head of M. G. and Rifle were rifle wounds. 



Wounds other than gun shot wounds 

Contused 

Lacerated 



54 Punctured 
47 Purulent 



121 

6 

14 



Total Conditions. 



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AXXEX ECOLE SUPERIEURE. 

' This building dates from tlie 15tli Century — built under Louis XII by the Religious 
Order of MINIMES, and used as a Monastery until 1789. After the Revolution used as 
a Junior Theological Seminary, until 1907, when it was turned over to the State, to be 
used as a Lay High School for Girls. In 1914 devoted to Hospital purposes. 




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Emory Memories 

CHAPTER I. 

PREPARATION. 

HE original Einoi\v Unit consisted of about 150 men who, for the most 
part, enlisted in the fall of 1917 in answer to i.OOl articles pah- 
lished in the newspapers of Atlanta and throughout the South, a few 
headlines of which were as follows : 



"Emory Unit Needs More Men." 

"Emorj'- Base Hospital Officers. Fine Opportunity for Speedy Promotion." 

"Emorv Unit to See Early Service in France." 



For many a morning in September and October, 1917, from ten to fifteen 
fellows each time stood chillj^ in their birthday suits on the bare floor of a little 
barrack room at Fort McPherson, Georgia, while a tall, good-natured "lieutenant- 
doctor ' thumped them and jumped them and listened to their internal mechanism 
from every point of the compass. Then would come the ej^e test, and often a 
man whose sight was somewhat sub-normal would get near the end of the line 
where he would have plent}^ of time to learn the passable row of letters forwards 
and backwards, so that when the test came he could "read" with one eye as well 
as with another. Then all the men, but two or three who were physically disquali- 
fied, were lined up in a row, and were administered the oath of allegiance. Then, 
after leaving their smutty finger-prints for Uncle Sam's Souvenirs, the lucky devils 
left the little barracks as members of the Enlisted Reserve Corps of the United 
States Army, gleeful with the expectation of going into training within two weeks, 
and sailing for France before two months at the most. 

In fact so soon did some of us fellows anticipate moving into camp that we 
left our j obs in order to have two or three weeks at home ; but before the two or 
three weeks had lengthened into two or three months the enlisted personnel of the 
Emory Unit was to be found filling temporary or makeshift jobs throughout the 
entire South. 

Thanksgiving came. A few of the men were thankful to be still at home, but 
for the most part they were restless. The only evidence to us that the Emory Unit 
really existed was that on or about the 10th day of November there was a peppery 
meeting of the embryonic personnel of the Unit at the Emory Medical School in 
Atlanta. About 10 doctors, 50 nurses and 40 men were present. Dr. Davis pre- 



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sided. Dr. Stewart Roberts read a stirring war poem, "In Flanders Field," and 
our Chaplain-to-be, Mr. Allgood, gave a short talk. All adjourned with renewed 
hopes of early service in France. 

Christmas and New Year's were happy, because we all want to be at home 
then, but when the month of January passed by without any further evidence of 
our going to camp except that the officers of the Unit were taking special courses 
of training in camps and institutions throughout the whole country, and that the 
cooks of our outfit were learning the gentle art of opening cans at Camp Gordon, 
our restlessness grew into despair which was but deepened by the gibes of our 
friends that we had joined only a fictitious army. 

On February 24, 1918, the call came, at last. The papers stated that the 
Emory Unit would go into active training at once at Camp Gordon. Sure enough, 
in a few days every man in the organization received the following telegram: 

WESTERN UNION— GOVERNMENT MESSAGE. 

Feb. 28, '18. 
Report to me twenty-five East Linden Street, .Atlanta, Georgia, Monday morning, 
March fourth, nineteen hundred eighteen, ten A. M., for duty with Base Hospital forty- 
three. J. P. McGee, Adjutant. 

On March 4, 1918, the anniversary of President Wilson's inauguration, we 
all had to tell the home folks good-bye, and the clan gathered at 10:00 A. M., as 
per the telegram, and after a hurly-burly, kaleidoscopic series of registration, 
hand-shaking, listening to congratulatory speeches by Dr. Elkin, Bishop Candler, 
and Major Davis, respectively, and having our pictures taken for the last time in 
"mufti," we men, pre-rookies, 132 strong, piled into three Camp Gordon cars, 
laughing, joking, smoking, hail-fellow well met, like a bunch of boys going on a 
summer camping trip. 

"Where're 3^ou from?", and "Wait 'til j'ou get the needle, boj'S !' were the 
pleasant greetings that we heard from all sides, while tramping from the car line 
to the Base Hospital, a distance of about one and one-half English miles — but 
it seemed to be five miles to us while we lugged our heavy suit cases in the hot 
sun, with thoughts of an Inquisition chamber of horrors in our minds whenever we 
heard the word "needle." 

Right after a good dinner we again tramped what seemed ten miles, and 
finally landed at an empty barracks 'way over on the other side of the Cantonment. 
Ye Gods ! we slept that night as soon as we got our cots and hit the hay. But alas ! 
we were rudely jerked from our dreams by a shrill whistle and the top-kicker's 
clarion voice to "Get out of here; do you intend to sleep all day?" There were a 
few feeble answers that we had intended to sleep all night — but we meekly obej'cd 



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Showing- Operating Room 
at Ecole Superieure. Lower 
right — Major Frank Boland, 
later Lieutenant-Colonel in 
charge of surgical division. 



LlEUTESAXT-COLONEL BoLAND. 



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and jumped into our clothes to keep from freezing — then we lined up, and a forced 
march brought us to the Cantonment Hospital by daybreak. 

The next day we were all given gas masks, and told that our three weeks' 
instruction in Gas would begin immediately. Things seemed to be getting inter- 
esting and we had high hopes of soon seeing France, if for no other reason than 
to get away from Camp Gordon. 

"It's a great life if you don't weaken," is the slogan we heard for days after 
getting to camp ; and we, too, had to look on the humorous side of things to make 
life bearable. For two weeks we sandwiched two hikes of two miles each with 
about thirteen hours work a day in the hospital kitchen or in a ward, or perchance 
hauling stumps oif the hospital area, and, like the Prodigal Son, each of us bitterly 
exclaimed how gladly he would change places with his father's hired servants. But, 
thanks to the indestructibility of youthful effervescence of spirit, one of our num- 
ber discovered that the law of compensation exists even in the Army: "Gosh, man! 
You orter to see me in that valley of milk and honey, where I K. P. I pop open 
a can of cream and suck it dry every ten minutes. Gimme K. P." 

On about March 15, 1918, to our great delight, we began getting furloughs: 
they were really just passes to be absent for 12 hours, but to our home-sick 
crowd they seemed like furloughs to an old soldier. 

About this time also we moved from the barracks on the other side of the 
camp to a couple of barracks within a stone's throw of the Cantonment Hospital. 
These two wooden structures always will come into the mind of an Emory Unit 
man whenever he hears that pathetic ballad, "Take me back to my shack Number 
Nine." The Emory Unit and Thome's Wops were here thrown into the same 
crucible, but their only points of contact were a mutual antipathy to militarism and 
a mutual love of rolling "bones" upon a cement floor in the wee hours of the 
morning. 

As soon as we were installed in our new quarters our beloved C. O. appeared 
on the scene with an ominous volume under his arm and to an attentive audience 
he read about half of the multifarious Articles of War, and ended by saying that 
whoever transgressed by one jot or tittle would be S. O. L. — Somewhat Out of 
Luck. So effective was this paternal lesson that ere another week had passed four 
of the fellows went to their respective homes in Rome, Carters ville and Montezuma, 
to tell the home folks how much they were learning in the Army. 



To get an idea of the calibre of the men in the Emory Unit, it would be neces- 
sary to go into either of our two barracks, and question the men as to their occupa- 
tions in civil ' life. Here by the door is a graduated pharmacist of some years' 



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Lower shows treatment of artho- ||»«-"~~ 
pedic case. 'I^K "! 



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A SrimicAL Wauij — Ecole Superievre. 




A Surgical Wabu — Annex 13. 



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experience (there are about twenty-five druggists in the Emory Unit) ; next to 
him is a jewelry salesman; then comes a lawyer of nine years' practice, alongside 
a Prep, school teacher; here is an office clerk between a Ph.D. from the University 
of Georgia and an Episcopal minister of eight years' University training: most 
of the Emory Unit men are men who would not seem out of place among a group 
of University men — yet they are all splendid, unspoiled, grown-up boys, and 
brothers. 



In addition to the three weeks' gas instruction which we received at Camp Gor- 
don, two other things helped fill the time when we were not actually performing 
hospital work, namely, drill, and instructions in Mason's Handbook for the Sani- 
tary Troops. Drill commenced about the day after we reached Camp (and it 
will probably last until the day before the Emory Unit is demobilized — for every 
time there is nothing else to do we generally hear the "Old Top's" shrill whistle 
calling us out to drill). At Camp Gordon, every day except Saturday and Sunday, 
we spent an hour executing the regulation militarj' drill in a most unmilitary man- 
ner. If the old campaigner who wrote the "Manual of Drill Regulations" could 
have seen the Emory Unit in drill formation, he would have been filled with the 
pride of a Napoleon. Little did it matter which step one kept, he always had about 
one-half the bunch with him ; indeed, no matter in which direction one turned in 
executing facings he usually had a husky following. In fact, so impressed was 
our dear and patient drill officer with his pupils that he exclaimed one day, in 
exultation: "A beautiful bunch of soldiers — / don't thinh." 

More popular on the whole than the drill were the lectures on Mason's Hand- 
book, which began about March 20 and lasted during the entire stay of the Unit 
at Camp Gordon. They were given three nights a week, and for a while in the 
afternoons, also, in the little hospital chapel, by officers of the Emory Unit — Cap- 
tains Person and Roberts, Lieutenants McAllister and Sauls, and others. They 
consisted of practical talks on ward management, first aid, physiology, etc., and 
were helpful and interesting to the men who really meant business in the outfit. 

Another course of studies may here be mentioned, by far the most popular 
of all those given or imposed on the Emory Unit at Camp Gordon — a voluntary 
class in French, conducted two nights a week (Tuesday and Friday) bv Miss Eva 
Woodberry, Principal of "Woodberry's School for Girls," in Atlanta. Miss Wood- 
berry came regularly from the city, each time accompanied by one or two of her 
charming pupils, and faithfully she labored with the would-be Frenchmen of the 
[Tnit; so much so that quite a number of the men learned to count in French from 
1 to 100, to say Comment-alles-vous?, Oui, Old, Mademoiselle, and many other 



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Bottom — Just a little "nook". 



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expressions that came in handy some month/, later. And many an Emory Unit man, 
«hen speaking to some petite mademoiselle in France, wished that back at Gordon 
lie had kept his eyes fixed on Miss Woodberry, while she taught French, instead 
of on her fair attendants. 

With the beginning of April came greater activity of the Emory Unit and a 
renewed hope of early departure for France. On April 2, to the delight of every 
one concerned, all the officers of Base Hospital 43 were ordered to Camp Gordon. 
Lieutenant-Colonel Marietta was placed in charge of the Unit, and every possible 
preparation for completing the equipment and personnel of the outfit was set in 
motion. At the same time the Atlanta newspapers began a campaign to raise the 
$7,000 Emergency Fund for the Emory Unit. By April 10 the fund was complete, 
and the fact was celebrated by a banquet and farewell reception to the Emory Unit 
given at the Piedmont Driving Club on Friday night, April 12, 1918. It was a 
wonderful gathering of the clans — the officers, nurses and" men of the Unit, with 
all their families. The order of events at this first social event of the Unit was as 
follows: First, a reception, with a presentation of the $7,000 Emergency Fund; 
then a dance, then a delicious supper, after which the ladies of the Atlanta Red 
Cross Chapter presented each nurse and man of the Unit with a present, consist- 
ing of a knitted sweater and a comfy kit. Then the whole outfit stood at attention 
while a photographer took a flashlight picture. After this came the good-byes, and 
the men marched to the special cars to take us back to camp. Everyone was de- 
lighted with the evening's entertainment. 

Two nights later (Sunday night) we again piled in special cars and went to 
the Wesley Memorial Tabernacle to hear the farewell sermon to the Unit, delivered 
by Bishop Warren A. Candler. The sermon was patriotic to the core, stirring and 
virile: so much so that ever}' mother's son of us and every son's mother of us pres- 
ent were glad that we were in khaki. After the sermon a banner was presented to 
the Unit by the Atlanta Minister's Association. 

By this time every member of the Emory. Unit was "rearing'' to get away, and 
the prospects of our leaving for France seemed about to be realized when, like a 
thunder-bolt, came to us on the 1 8th daj' of April fifty "raw recruits," transferred 
from the Depot Brigade at Camp Gordon to bring the Emory Unit to full "war 
strength." The outlook seemed dull, indeed, to think that we would have to wait 
until these new men, who were quartered in barracks on the hill, could be trained 
in the lonsr art of medical militarism which we had been gradually learnine for six 
weeks. But the new men were, almost without exception, men of hiffh calibre, who 
easily learned the necessary drills, etc., which were prereouisites of o'lr readiness 
for travel. So snrelv did these new fellows blend with the rest of the outfit and 
catch the spirit of the Unit that by the middle of summer it was impossible to 



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remember whether a man had been in the original Emory Unit or whether he had 
been later grafted into the organization. 

On Friday, April 19, 1918, came the first real sorrow to the Emory Unit, when 
one of its best known and liked members — Howard Candler Curtis, of College Park, 
Ga., — died of pneumonia. He was buried with militarj' honors on the following 
Sunday afternoon at College Park, the entire Emory Unit being present at the 
funeral. 

The next six weeks were spent in the same old routine of details and dodging 
details (especially the latter), classes, drills, hikes, and inspections, with an occa- 
sional pass to town to break the monotony of life at the Cantonment Hospital. 
There was, however, one more social event for the Unit — a dance, given on May 3, 
1918, for the Nurses and Enlisted Men of the Emory Unit, at the Davis-Fischer 
Sanitarium. The evening was an enjoj'able one for those that could dance, and also 
for those that could not dance, for most of the latter class slipped away from the 
dance after the "eats" and went to the movies. 

On May 17 the Emorj^ Unit Nurses who had been stationed at Camp Gordon 
left the Camp, bound for Lakewood, New Jersey. This was a happy omen of the 
departure of the whole Unit and one which caused our "Editor" to get out an extra 
edition of his well-known periodical. The completion of the equipment of the 
organization, and finally the placing of the Unit in quarantine about ten days 
later, confirmed the fact that the officers and men of the outfit were soon to follow 
the nurses to an embarkation camp. Saturday, June 2, was an eventful day. That 
morning our barracks boys were packed and sent to the train; that afternoon a 
score of automobiles lined up in front of the hospital and the barracks — the last 
visit of "the folks from home ;" that night we were definitely told by Colonel 
Marietta that the Emory Unit would leave Camp Gordon the next morning, Sun- 
day, June 3, 1918, for an embarkation camp, en route to "Some Where" — the 
indefinite field, for which the Emory Unit had made three long months of definite 
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DlSPENSAIiV ANNE.i 13. 



MEDiCAr, Supply Depot. 



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CHAPTER II. 

FROM GORDON TO BLOIS. 

3E'RE going over, We"re going over," rang a chorus of voices from a 
woodpile just in the rear of the old barracks at Camp Gordon, U., S. A. 
The men singing composed what has now been proclaimed "The 43- 
Quartet," the title being "donated" through a desire by all concerned 
to see that things 43 pertaining become tip-top. At anj' rate, the 
song told what was about to happen, for scattered almost everywhere (A. W. O. 
L.'s included) were our men, just a-sittin' here and there, waiting for the pile- 
driver voice of our top-sergeant to call "Fall In." And just about when every- 
body had come to the conclusion that leaving Camp had resolved itself into 
another of "Solomon's Gags," the top-sergeant's voice, sure enough, sounded. We 
shall never forget that "Fall In.'" It amounted to a scrambling of feet unequaled 
even bj' the old Napoleonic Guard. The men fretted beneath a boiling June sun 
that seemed to be trying itself as a sort of beginner of our miser_v. But the last 
at last was made. Everybody was in and along the arrow-straight chalk mark 
that Gilreath first happened upon. But to be brief, after fifteen minutes' walk 
we were standing face to face with one of our Uncle Samuel's apparently cast aside 
bunch of Pullman coaches — worn out, I should say, for those not present at the 
memorable occasion. We viewed said cars and thereupon kissed our wives and 
sweethearts a last fond farewell — the emphasis being put upon the "ours," as there 
was not a man there who but thought that he had her absolutely "fooled." 

But the fun began when once we got aboard — and really "aboard" hardly 
expresses it, for just as we realized just how imcomfortable everything was, we 
promptly and emphatically were told that we were aboard to stay, and not for a 
pleasure trip like those we formerly were accustomed to when at each dinky sta- 
tion we got off, bought sandwiches, and sized up most everybody standing near. 
Frankly, we were getting our army "eye teeth" cut: neither our packs nor 
ourselves had a place to sit or lie; we hated to throw the packs on the floor, but 
yet if we put them in the seats we ourselves would have had to take to the floor. 
And to make somewhat of a bold disclosure, in the excitement some of us gave 
the pack the better of the two seats. This was not done, of course, through any 
lack of judffment. by no means, but mainly through a desire to become hardened 
all at once to what was to transpire in the then "Great Hereafterwards." Oh. that 
"Hereafterwards !" Why, to us it was to be a time when frolic and sightseeing 
were to be paramount — at least each of us sort o' had that idea about it, for we 
were not at all worrying ourselves about future calloused hands, hard beds, the 



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roar of cannons, and the like, for such trivial things had long since to each of us 
become as sort of matter-of-fact — so it was that "sightseeing" was coined for the 
special use of all downhearted ones ; and to be safe-on-first, we might leisurely 
add that in the army had nothing in common with that Leaving-Camp-Gordon-Day 
when it comes to the plain old matter of fact thing of "just having the blues." 

But, however much we loved the old Camp, the leave- Atlanta surroundings 
was indeed a bane to our hearts. Yet we volunteered ! We declared our utmost 
intention of so doing by deliberately signing our names on a card that bore the 
word "Enlistment' somewhere upon its broad and ugly face. At any rate, the first 
thing we knew the foothills of Atlanta were fast becoming fresh-dotted with pretty, 
but strange-looking flowers ; even the fence rails seemed to be a-shout with a gusto 
of good-byes, until mighty soon a village with the ear marks of an "unknown 
spot" hoved in sight, then a still stranger looking farm house, with its equally 
strange and somewhat queer surroundings, and behold, we were really on the road 
to somewhere — we knew not where. 

The traveling was really delightful after we had become reconciled to our 
position, bordering on the more or less coersive as it was, for when some of us saw 
all the strange looking surroundings, especially fellows like Long and Hodges, who 
had hardly completed an about-face from the matrimonial altar before boarding the 
train, we, or they, which ever you dear reader prefer, began to open the little 
boxes, all nicely filled with the goodies mother, sister and sweetheart had so care- 
fully placed therein. Then began the feast which was ended equally as quick as 
it began, for almost everybody seemed to realize that he had broken home ties 
and, therefore,. helped himself to all that was in sight. The eating, however, was 
not a matter "accomplished" to appease overbearing appetities, it is assured, but 
mereh' a soldierly form gone through with whenever the occasion arises. 

Eating is a thing, however, that army men are wont to talk about too much, 
and fearing lest that at this moment the subject has tended to stretch imaginations 
to a back-home-table all filled with ham and eggs, we must pause, because the train 
has come to a sudden stop and lo, we are at the old alma mater — Athens, Ga., a 
short ride for the most of us, but a verj' long one for men like Hopper, Hopkins, 
and even our mutual friend Captain Hodgson. The latter, it is agreed, was the 
first, off the train. He stood at attention, for about him were his real command- 
ers ! Ladies, all. Goodness, but how they flocked around him ! He turned one 
cheek and then the other just in time to meet the kiss of a demure Madamoiselle 
who "Hated to see him go. ' The sight was imique. It made Hodges cry for his 
wife, and Long began to write a letter. But the Captain was not destined to 



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Scenes Showing Kitchex and Mess Hael at Annex Mixte with Cook Ralph Reeves 

IN Charge. 



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monopolize our attention, for suddenly we heard a distinct war-whoop enunciating 
"Hopper! Hoi^per!" It was whooped by a rosy-cheeked maiden, whose eyes 
were most as glistening with delight as was Hopper's rear-bald head 'neath that 
burning June sun. But where was Hopper? The first coach bore him not, neither 
did the second, nor even the seventh — for he was safely stored away 'way back in 
the old "Q. M.'' car with his running-mate in size, Sitton. At last they sighted him, 
and some sight it was ! He was as embarrassed as the girls were bold. And before 
we knew it our little friend had shattered the military iron-clad rule and stepped 
off the train. Everybody looked for an M. P. to grab him, and as all eyes were so 
warningly searching some one shouted, "Look at Bill!" Hopper was forgotten for 
Bill Hopkins certainly was the center of attraction a few coaches ahead. He was 
off the train — some even intimating that he rode on the steps all the way in fear 
that he would not get off in time when his haven had been reached. Talk about 
girls, if you will, and prate of their combined loveliness, but Bill's gathering was 
one of the most cosmopolitan seen in Athens since the famed Georgia-Tech, football 
game some few years since. Bill was lighting one cigarette, only to throw it away, 
to light another. He looked as if he was paralyzed with delight, or, we might say, 
he looked as if he felt too much the "bit of heaven," so often attributed to Ireland 
instead of Athens. 

But war is forever one with the law of motion, as was our train after it left 
that long-to-be-remenibered stop. Wooten averred, and with much concern, that 
the motion pertained more to "commotion," so we will let it go at that until K. P.'s 
were being duly selected, then we were convinced that it was "commotion," for 
everybody tried to hide, but due to the few real hiding places about the cars, most 
everybody was caught and put into action. The K. P.'s being duly drafted, others 
left from the onslaught were detailed to get up after they had just got to sleep at 
night and relieve a guard at either end of the coach. 

But soon, though not prematurely so, night fell. So did a hundred men, trying 
to find their way about in the dark of the private car; the lights being prohibited 
on the train because it was feared that a German submarine might get a glimpse 
of us and thereupon foil our plans of serving our country. - 

Time and tide wait for no man, it is often quoted. It was, therefore, that 
we entered into the "Cole Blease" State, where everything was as chicken as one 
could have wished. Those people made us feel at home — and the way to make a 
soldier feel at home is to feed him. Greenville went so far as to give us two 
cigarettes each, and as much ice tea as we could conveniently hold. Those South 
Carolina Red Cross ladies were certainlv out to see that the old State was duly 
represented in the way of sustaining its reputation for hospitality. They sue- 



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ceeatd beautifully, and we were as proud ot their work as they were wont to see 
it done. 

Lertainly one thing the short stop did was to give the bunch a new topic of 
conversation, not that conversation neeaed a stimulus, assuredly not, for it was 
running. Lad run, and had it not been for said stop, probably would have continued 
to run the gauntlets of a homesick platoon-man's imagination, for it sounded of 
everything from Caesar to the "Old Gray Mare." But the feast turned the tide 
at least for two score miles. Men chatted (some whispered) about what they had 
seen, and what was said to them; and it was at this point that Clark again awoke 
the galleries when he recalled that one lady alleged that "You are certainly a 
rough-looking crowd of men." Of course Clark had a come-back, as most soldiers 
do, and he told her that "this was his off day; she ought to see him when he is 
dressed up.'' 

In the meantime some of our lovers-of-nature men were day-dreaming about 
the well-eared for South Carolina corn, wheat, etc. Well, really, it was beautiful. 
Every furrow seemed as if it had been laid out by the hand of Michael Angelo. 
So the musing ran until ISIcEnery exclaimed, "Oh, my, look at the lovely wheat!" 
The train nearly stopped, so great was the laughter; for said wheat was nothing 
other tlian an every-day-looking potato patch. 

But South Carolina soon merged into "past territory." The old North State 
was next — the State that has won the title of "Home of the Long Leaf Pine." 
Ever}'body realized that, and began to look for the tall-standing trees. But look 
in vain they did, for the only tall-standing "things" to be seen anywhere were the 
peasants. Some seemed to think us part of General Washington's Legions ; otiiers 
were more or less of the agnostic — they did not know what it all was about. 

Pretty soon, however, we were well within the old State Capital — Raleigh. 
Everybody was there to meet us, perhaps with the fine exception of Josepheus 
liimself — and really he was a little lax in his duty by being absent, for the ladies 
had made enough lemonade, or ice tea (which ever one it was), to float the battle- 
ship Pennsylvania. Just the same, though, we thought it mighty good. The reason, 
however, for such crude thinking was more or less in the coercive form, for during 
forty minutes just preceding we were put through a series of "setting-up" exercises 
that would have been fit for a Goliath ere leading the Philistines into battle. To 
ca)) the climax. Captain Bunce took one platoon of our men and literally ma- 
rathoned them about the city, not only for the exercise, but also that all of Raleigh 
miglit know that we were there. 

So it was that we called it a day. Our next good stop was to be Richmond. 
We'd all heard of that distinguished city, not only because General Lee at one 



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time led his r.ghtmg relels thereabouts, but mainly because "Fop" White at one 
lime in. the history of his young life had left the one homestead to drive his "buck- 
board cart" up to the city to take in the sights. After spending one night there 
"Pop" knew all about it. He met just about all of the girls; so it was that he 
ever afterwards declared the Virginia beauty the only equal of the famous Ken- 
tucky belle. 

And soon enough the train made a sudden stop— and Richmond was with us. 
Ever^'body rushed for a window to get a peep at something "sweet and refined." 
But, lo and behold, we were in a station, lined thick with a cosmopolitan sort of 
crowd of country folk, and also with several inches of years-old dirt and hanging 
cob-webs. We at once were anxious to get away. And so we did, for the ladies 
had prepared a young feast for us a kilometer or so down the railroad track. The 
train started, and so did our friend "Sergeant" Albert — only the starting was in 
different directions. The latter had in mind a quarter of meat that he must rush 
out of the station to the car kitchen. Within a few brief seconds our crew was 
without its full number of its anxious volunteers — indeed the seconds lapsed into 
minutes, the minutes into nearly an hour; and it was not until we had vanquished 
most of the said lemonade that a stray engine came blazing its way down the track 
behind us. The engineer jumped off and allowed that we had left our "Command- 
ing Officer" at the station; for said Albert had boarded said engine with a threat 
to the engineer that if he did not overtake the train ahead the war may never be 
won. So the_ ninety-nine at once rejoiced, for the lost sheep had been found. 

It is well here to bear in mind that territory traversed onward to Richmond 
was classified by our men as more or less of "home ground." It was to the land 
beyond that a great majority looked to with heart bent upon seeing a "New 
World." Ahead of ns lay the great capital at Washington. Such a place was 
our eye's ambition. But it was with sad hearts that we counted the hours ahead 
to find we would arrive at the Nation's headquarters at midnight. Yet Wash- 
ington must be seen. To be brief, the next morning, after all who retired with 
the expectation of waking just as we entered the city, had had a long and undis- 
turbed night's sleep, the great quizzing began. Not a man would admit of being 
asleep, some even went so far as to fervently declare that the President was at the 
station to meet us. But the pot was calling the kettle black, so all with guilty 
consciences settled once more uncomfortably back in the seat with firm intention 
of viewing the big league city — Philadelphia. 

It was when we fully swung into the suburbs of this great city that the eyes 
of many of our men were opened to the bigness and to the splendors of the earth. 
Every man was a critic. To him Philadelphia was not the city he had heard so 



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much about, and with, perhaps, unthoughtful indignation one would exclaim, "Why, 
the citj' has no parks or pretty homes." ">vothing but alleys and dirtj'-looking 
factories," exclaimed another. Such a flow of intellect, however, was soon eased 
when Oscar Brown was told that Philadelphia was a trifle larger than "Rabun 
Gap," and that he could not see the pretty homes and stores from the train window. 

Admitting that this eastern metropolis did not cover half the ground that 
many had pictured it as covering, a certain air of disappointment prevailed. This 
air was to be ever afterwards when anything worthy of seeing was to be seen; an 
air more or less pertaining to a kind of rubberneckness that is somewhat lax in 
way of protrusion when it is evident someone is looking. 

So it was we rolled nearly into the State of New York. Not a man on the 
train but who was inwardly bursting to lean his head out of the window in hope 
of getting a long and good look at the Statue of Liberty which ought, as was the 
general dormant opinion, to be seen from any point northeast of the Ohio. But a 
display of rubberneckness would amount to folly. So at last when the Hudson 
rolled into view, some exclaimed, "There is the Woolworth Building." I think one 
man looked, and he had seen New York from end to end an even hundred times. 
The others just sat calm, as if the sight was no more tlian a gang of newsboys ped- 
dling papers in front of Tom Pitt's, at Five Points. 

But it wasn't until our train had stopped for a space of some forty minutes, 
just across the river from the world's greatest sky-line, that the real sightseeing 
began. Before us was the river with a thousand boats of as many shapes and sizes ; 
every kind, from the humble tug to the ocean-going, camouflaged merchantman. 
It was too much all at once; it was, as if within the flash of an eye, the wonders 
of the universe had stopped before us. And after that forty minutes had elapsed 
every man had become a "man of the world" even beyond his theretofore fondest 
expectations, and it is well to add that the sight moulded one solid conclusion in 
the mind of everyone of us: to be free-a-foot down on Broadway for just "one big 
night." 

Our ultimate destination in America at last was revealed. "To Camp ^Merritt, 
New Jersey," exclaimed the conductor, when the train began to move; and within 
an hour and a half we were imloading ourselves, packs and all; and within a few 
subsequent minutes we had completed a few minutes' march to quarters in said 
camp. Our new surroundings were, honest-to-goodness, pleasing. Just across the 
street from our barracks were five stores, which had a bountiful stock of "every- 
thing for a soldier." In less time than it takes to tell about it we were packing the 
stores full of ourselves and ourselves full of the edibles from the stores. After 
appeasing our appetities to the very brim, we began to talk New York. M. P.'s 



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were immediately summoned to give us the "dope" about the rules of the Camp. 
Within a few minutes we knew the rules and regulations, and also had learned of 
those twenty-four-hour passes! Twenty-four hours in New York! Think of it!! 
The thought was like a halo over our heads. Such news was really too good to 
be true, but just the same, every man had "put in for a pass" within ten minutes 
after finding such a thing possible. 

Being in New York City with a crowd of men who never before experienced 
the sensation of a large city, is somewhat akin to a seven-year-old boy's feelings 
the first time he attends a really big circus. They want to see everything at one 
and the same time, and after deciding upon a given objective the fun begins. One 
man wants to get there on the elevated, another by taxi and another wants to walk. 
An hour is consumed by argument. After that it is agreed that it would be more 
proper to lay aside the first plan to ones more nearly agreeable to all concerned. 
But some action is agreed upon, you can be sure of that! The Wool worth Building 
must be seen, and Broadway, Brooklyn Bridge, and even Chinatown. To be brief, 
it is safe to say that we saw all of the above named and a thousand and other 
novelties, to say nothing of Coney Island, where a well meaning member of our 
noble three hundred felt he needed a guide and let his heart out to a fellow 
American soldier, who showed him the nice little Island as well "How easy it was 
to extract two hundred dollars from his pocket without being caught." 

To be truly frank, we enjoyed being at Camp Merritt immensely. Nothing 
to do, except to dodge Sergeant Black in the morning to keep from picking up too 
many cigarette stumps and burnt matches in a free-for-all general policing of the 
grounds around our barracks ; and to play mush ball, when we should have been 
shining our shoes for the next day's inspections. But aside, to reiterate a little, 
from the every-other-minute inspections. Camp Merritt was a haven of rest for us all. 
In fact, it was one of those places where, with nothing much to do, we could let 
our imaginations run riot concerning future dangers : submarines then playing off 
the coast of New Jersey, plaj'ing hide and seek with our transports and little fishing 
tugs. The strain was awful, especially to Bussey, who, upon mention of a sub- 
marine, would take to his bed and write an extra farewell letter home. But he 
was not alone when it came to the thing of farewell letters; in fact, if the "hot 
air ' about being "ready to go" to do our bit in the war was put in the cannon of 
the Allies, the Germans would be suffocated with one shot. Fortunately, however, 
each brave man's mail, at that date, was to go uncensored. 

The night before our early morning leave from the camp was one of revelry 
of the wildest sort. A crap game was on in full blast (the officers being well out 
of the- way). Its leaders were Bill Hopkins, who can set dice to make a seven and 



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'leven like a bricklayer can lay bricks; Emmet Marx, Peacock, Gilreath, Mattingly, 
Patterson, Brown, Black, and White, et al. It was a lively game from the 
word go. Even our worthy Chaplain was invited in. He refused, however, on the 
ground that he was to leave for "Camp Webb" early the following morning and, 
therefore, could not afford to "lose the sleep." Marx said he was in it because he 
had to be up at midnight, anyway, for reason that he had to go on a cook shift at 
that time; White was in it because he "enjoyed being with the boys;" Gilreath 
because he won some money from Black the night before and wanted to give him 
the chance of winning some of it back, while the others were in it for all they could 
get out of it. The remaining part of our boys, such as Sergeant Jacobs, and Pri- 
vates Perkins and McEnery, with the exception of Burr and Hodges, who were 
matching nickels on the barracks steps by light of a candle, were up at the "Y," 
singing "Home, Sweet Home." 

Up to the time of morning, when we boarded the good ship Olympic, we were 
physically still very close to home as compared to our mental view of things 
which then had taken form of "all is lost." We were on board to stay for better 
or for worse, or it might be said we were wedded to said ship to the tune of 
"survive or perish." And really, we felt that way about it. A number of us volun- 
tarily went on a ship-inspection tour only to find that our staterooms were just at 
the point where a torpedo would undoubtedly hit ; where the water would rush in 
fastest due to the pressure from all sides. Things grew worse and worse, in fact so 
much so that half of us the first night heard a submarine every ten minutes, the 
other half lay awake all night in order not to miss hearing the out-on-the-sea danger 
signal. Morning broke and found us still standing in the port of New York. After 
such a disappointing night all agreed not to worry any more and thus started to 
hum the air of "What's the Use of W^orrying?" 

But that morning the old ship began to move, and ere we knew we had come 
along side of the Statue of Liberty, which we hailed in half sarcastic tunes. Yet we 
wanted to go "over there,'' and, to be sure, our wish was swiftly being gratified, for 
the Olympia was rnaking for the middle of the ocean at a rate of speed that would 
have made the average sea-going vessel ashamed of itself. The land we loved so 
well, though the "how much" was sort of a last-minute realization, was fast fading 
into the land of yesterdays. On board were about seven thousand men — soldiers of 
war! They stood leaning against the railing on top deck, trying to hold in view 
land just as long as possible, when, suddenly, a big gun off Sandy Hook let out a 
fierce "boom." Everj"^ man was sure he saw a thousand "subs." But the said noise 
was but a practice shot, and thereafter all became calm again, perhaps with the 
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First P:.atoox Det. Base Hosp. 43 — Sgt. 1/c Lowxdes is Commaxd. 




Second Platoox — Sgt. 1/c Hampton in Command. 



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On the other hand we felt comparatively safe, for half-circling ahead of us, 
sweeping the water for mines and keeping a lookout for the pirating "subs" was 
a demon of an American destroyer that looked as it might have been capable of 
handling the whole of the German navy. For more than a day we enjoyed the com- 
pany of this fairy god-mother, but how disappointed we were when, on the after- 
noon of the second day out, that beautiful little boat "turned homeward bound." 

To be sadly truthful, the absence of the destroyer, when we were sur- 
rounded by so much water, and with so much distance between us and "anywhere" 
was so great that the spirit of us sank several notches downward. 

It was even said that the Captain of the ship cried when he saw the ship 
leaving. This "news," of course, created no little excitement, especially after Jack 
Daniel was seen to be so sad after hearing it that he could no longer imitate a 
"Jew's harp." But this was not all. The longer we were out the worse things 
became. Men who formerly looked to their officers for encouragement were turned 
away with a sob in their voices. An instance of this was seen when Sergeant Wynn, 
who held Lieutenant Fitts as the near-God for strength, came on deck looking like 
twenty cents worth of the potted ham he had given us to eat at Camp Merritt, and 
sighed aloud that the Lieutenant had lost his nerve as well as a few dignified 
pounds. Such tidings spread over us like a black cloud, fierce with the elements 
of a coming storm. And as we discussed its portent, up walked our own top- 
sergeant, Lowndes. His appearance only added to our down-heartedness, for lo, 
he was attempting a mustache, the outline of which was barely discernable with 
the naked eye. We, upon seeing this, realized that sure enough nobody expected 
to live more than a fortnight. But our cup of bitterness was filled but one-third 
full, for on the morning of the fourth day out our Commanding Officer came on 
deck and called us to attention. His eyes were the symbol of a nervous man, and 
as he read a somewhat lengthy manifesto from the Captain of the ship, assuring 
us that it would take more than "one torpedo" to give us a watery grave, we anon 
saw that he, like our top-sergeant, was unnerved to the extent of trying another 
booby mustache. The manifesto almost assuring us that we would be hit at least 
"one time" was bad enough, but our Commanding Officer's appearance was astound- 
ing! Again we felt ourselves but food for the fishes — and moreover none of us 
were, at that time, very strong believers in the saying that "bread cast upon waters 
shall return." 

Night on board was really more pleasant than the day from point of leg- 
shaking. We were forced to stay off deck and were confined to our staterooms 
for sleeping purposes. At any rate, it was more pleasant because we could not see 
the "infinite gallons of water," and consequently such a deprivation meant the 



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staying more or less "in bounds" of our normal imagination — which, indeed, was 
restful. But, of course, there is no rule without an exception, lest it be the rule 
that thers is no rule that has no exception itself. So it can easily be seen how 
stateroom gatherings tooli place. In one could have been seen Perkins, Lavender, 
Peacock and Knowles. Each was trying to outrival the other in the wildest tale 
of the high seas. They even went so far as to invite Wooten in to settle an argu- 
ment about the ships's carrying special detail to jump overboard on torpedoes and 
set them off after they left the mouth of the "sub" and just before they were to 
hit the ship. Wooten, though never having heard of the alleged fact before, agreed 
they were right, if not to settle the argument, to ease his mind with a forced belief 
in it as a kind of "safety first" illusion. 

In another stateroom could be found Clark, Black, Griffin, and Sciple, all 
dignified Sergeants, with the exception of the first named, who held such associa- 
tion because of his having in him regular "Sergeant material." Sciple, it was gen- 
erally admitted, was as frightened as the other three combined, but was honest 
enough to admit it. 

Lastly, another stateroom bore a more cheerful crowd, to say the least, than 
any of the others throughout the ship. It was the one from which came the Gospel 
Hymns, led by "Parson" Private l/c Jones, and ably assisted by Private-Parson- 
Some-Day-to-Be Hamilton. The chorus was composed of those who didn't have 
anywhere else to go, or anything else to do. The music was superb. The voices 
of Smothers and Bradford floated out over the fresh sea air like the sound of a 
blacksmith's hammer when used in shoeing a mule as they lustily sang "Throw Out 
the Life Line." 

It is rather a rule of nature, however, that the dawning of each and every day 
brings forth something new. On board ship is no exception ; and the new was seen 
in the way of a fire and submarine drill. This formation consisted in getting every- 
body, including Peacock, who was asleep most of the time, on deck in readiness to 
"get off'' in case of necessity. Some among us might be termed "naturally slow," 
but whenever the ship whistle blew, and the alarm bugle sounded, believe me, as 
old Tom Moore would say, the slowest man amongst us was as rapid in transit as 
a B. & O. Limited. To mount four or five flights of stairs was like eating pie. 
Though we realized said drill was for practicing purposes, no one was sure a sub- 
marine had not been sighted somewhere among the ripples of the waves. That 
much of a doubt existed in everyboBy's mind. It was just such a doubt that made 
every blooming one o' us run like a seared deer. From Major Boland, awkward 
as he apparently is. to little, bow-legged Sitton, every man was on deck in the 
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Third Platoox — Sgt. 1/c Cash ix Com -m and. 




Fourth Pi.atoox — Sgt. 1/c Harris ix Commaxd. 



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But one day the practicing quit. We had gone to scuool long enough. The 
order was: "The next drill means utmost danger.' Tliat settled tne caiie ! Alter 
realizing its portent and bearing in mind that we were tlien in the "War /one ' — 
wherever that was^it required no more than an extra loud wliistle by any member 
on board to upset the nerves of men, crew and all. tor real excitement one could 
only point in any direction and in the flash of an eye a thousand eager onlookers 
were about him. Camouflage was in flower, and it flowered beautifully; even so 
well that "Pop" White attempted it in way of "not seeing" one of those hard-boiled 
second "Lieutenants" on board with us. But the Lieutenant recognized said cam- 
ouflage, but did not seem to recognize "Pop," who told him, upon being asked, 
"where he learned to salute," that he acquired said art in two years at G. M. A., 
and two years at West Point. This was too much for the three-months-old officer, 
who returned the salute tendered by "Pop" and walked away. But lo, within the 
space of three minutes said officer was again facing White. He was accompanied 
by a senior officer, who had been advised by his friend- that a West Pointer, "now 
a private," was aboard. After looking our distinguished friend over sufficiently, 
the officer asked: "And how is it that you, a West Pointer, are but a private?" 
"Pop" straightened up, and with an air that becomes only a renowned King, re- 
plied: "One big night cost me my commission in the Army, sir!" With that both 
officers walked away, apparently satisfied. 

Speaking of camouflage, however, it is firmly believed by a large following of 
this well-meaning doctrine that it is often used even when the user is unconscious 
of its use. 

Such an illustration may be had by a somewhat late disclosure of the actions 
of our friends Gaulden, Bell and Strickland, who occupied one "petit" stateroom 
on our good ship. The way it happened was quite as accidental as the results were 
overbearing in intensity. It is well known that all good ocean-going steamers are 
equipped with port holes which can be seen most anywhere on the lower decks. At 
any rate, one of these broad-faced holes was a fixture in the stateroom of the above- 
named men. It didn't matter whether they liked it or not; the point was, it was 
there, and its presence really became verjf much in evidence when about midnight 
of the fifth day out, said port hole, apparently, lost a nut and thereupon swung 
open just enough to let about two average-sized buckets of water into the state- 
room. Trickling water, plus an already scared soldier, are just the things to assure 
a foot race no little demean. And to be sure, it did. Gaulden was first up. He 
saw the water. He listened; everything was quiet. His first tho'igh was (he ad- 
mitted it): "The ship is sinking, and everybody is already on deck." With one 
bound he jumped from the second floor berth to the stateroom floor, the meanwhile 
shouting an hysterical warning to his friends to "Get out!" They did, and in 



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about as quick time as it took for the sound to hit their ears. Now, to emphasize 
the utter seriousness of their jsredicauient, our ship was in mid-ocean, and "no more 
practice 'sub' drills." But Gaulden, in a long- flowing night gown, was making a 
hundred-mile an hour pit-a-pat with his bare feet up to the top deck, with Bell and 
Strickland right at his heels. They turned the first flight of stairs in fine time 
and were just doubling speed in making for the second when they heard a sharp 
command, "Halt!" It required a few seconds for the group to come to a stand- 
still. The guard was none other than a brown-faced Cherokee Indian, who was 
barely acquainted with the English language. He approached the party with lev- 
eled bayonet, inquiring as he advanced, "Where you going?"' Now Gaulden, who 
had so far led the wa}', was pushed to the front to act as spokesman. "The ship's 
sinking, and we're going to the top deck," he said. "Saj^, are you crazj'?" rejoined 
the guard. "M^hat makes you think the ship is sinking?" he inquired. Then 
Gaulden, still breathing a mile-a-minute, told of the water in his stateroom. The 
guard thereupon "accompanied" them down for sake of tightening the loosened 
port hole. 

Dreams, however, like man3' intoxicants, can be carried to such an excess that 
they become, in a highly imaginary way, a reality. Such must have been the sad 
illusion of one of our Texas short-horn friends who was penned up with on board 
ship. In fact, he dreamed himself into the midst of battle long ere the field was 
nigh, for when acting guard for purpose of not letting any of his fellow voyagers 
step backwards overboard, he suddenly awoke to see a friend English sailor inno- 
cently passing the "guarded territory." Such an act was against orders to let him 
pass, or attempt to stop him by word of mouth would be the height of military 
ignorance ; so our guard, to get a medal on the first go-around, cracks said sailor 
over the head with the butt of his gun. The sailor was as surprised as he was hurt ; 
and to be sure, he was in no fighting trim when the smoke of the battle had cleared 
away. 

Such a sad event made us all cognizant that we sure enough were in the "Ear 
Zone." Every man of us hesitated before passing a guard, fearing lest our counter- 
sign be misleading. In most instances we drew lots to see who should sacrifice a 
life by acting as sort of an advanced guard to ascertain the correctness of our 
approach. In one instance Sergeant Daniel, who, upon seeing one of the blood- 
thirsty guards look down at his rifle, turned and beat a hasty retreat to his state- 
room, where medical aid was necessary to restore consciousness. 

But, fortunately, after every storm there is a calm. And it came as unexpect- 
edly as it was carefully planned. Jack Daniel (named after his grandfather, 
who bad no middle name), the man heretofore referred to as the "Human Jew's 
Harp," one afternoon, just after the Captain of our ship had sent out the dove to 



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bring back the olive branch, came sauntering on deck, followed by Spencer and 
"Buck" Patterson. All who saw their approach knew that, by their unfamiliar air, 
that there was somebody to be soon out of luck. Then it began to happen: Pat- 
terson and Spencer leaned leisurely over the rail and "suddenly" spied a sub- 
njarine's periscope. A crowd immediately gathered. Spencer allowed that "if it 
was really a submarine" in a few minutes the ship's self-starter submarine-alarm 
would sound. Of course no one in the vicinity had ever heard of such a contrap- 
tion; but, just the same, Spencer said it was on board, and Gilreath verified his 
declaration, so surely the "machine" was somewhere on board. All kept their eyes 
on said "periscope," and continued to do so for some minutes when, suddenly, a 
series of "High-C" notes floated from "around the corner" of a smokestack. The 
submarine horn had heard its mate, and was instinctively crying the alarm to the 
ready gunners ! ! The horn continued blowing. Gilreath and Spencer grew at 
once wild with fright, and continued to assure everybody "There it is — look!" The 
horn, about that time, stopped, but only for the space of a second. It sounded 
again, and again, and probably would have continued to sound had not Jack Dan- 
iel's "Jew's Harp" failed him for want of an extra breath. The show was over, 
and to be sure of a safe retreat the three made tracks for their staterooms for 
further protection. 

Such an incident worked as a mighty stimulus to our continued down-hearted- 
ness, for we were in the War Zone. Some averred that we were then on the "very 
spot'' where the Tuscania met her fate. And we were without convoy. It was 
said we were to have met "It" or "Them," which ever way you prefer, the evening 
before. Things looked bad, and to us there were submarines lurking on every side 
to win the distinction of sinking so great a ship as the one that then was bearing 
us so safely. In fact, things looked so blue that Clark was in the act of getting 
a petition signed by "all on hoard" to pray the Captain to turn back and find said 
convoys when, suddenly, all guns on board were turned towards the front of our 
ship. 

All thought our doom was sealed, for ahead of us lav a heavy barrage of smoke, 
hiding from view "we didn't know what." We held our breaths. Our gunners 
stoody read^^ But tlie smoke began to clear away and, behold, there stood an 
English man-of-war submarine destroyer of the latest type. A thousand cheers 
rent the air. They were doubled and redoubled, until even Major Boland and 
Lieutenant Fitts had worn their voices to a frazzle. It was if within a moment's 
space we had passed through the flames of purgatory into the calmness that we, 
or most of us, anyway, believe lies beyond the Pearly Gates. We danced, we sang; 
and Jones and Hamilton prayed through force of habit (and no one has seen them 
in a prayerful mood since). Sergeant Parker alleged "The Captain knew his busi- 



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ness," while Sergeant Sciple got out of bed and came on deck in his pajamas to 
see what all the noise was about. 

It was late in the afternoon when we sighted the first convoy, and before 
nightfall destroj'ers seemed to come to our rescure from all sides, until by dark 
we had counted eight: two in front, two on either side, and two bringing up the 
rear. That night we slept at ease, with our clothes off, which, up to that time, was 
a thing unthought of — it being declared, then verified and reverified, that Bussey 
kept his hat and life belt on. But, of course, one cannot believe all lie hears in 
the Arm}-. 

From that hour on things which transpired on ship were merging into mem- 
ories, for on the morning of the next day we sighted the outline of old Ireland. 
But most of us were asleep at the time and missed seeing the land of our fore- 
fathers. However, we learned the news and were on deck in ample time to view 
the beautiful Isle of Wight, which gave us our first impression of Europe. Some 
thought it beautiful, others said it looked like an uncultivated cabbage-patch. But 
opinions, it is said, make the world go 'round — and so it was. 

It was a beautiful sight, however, and it so delighted us that I don't think 
a man left deck (K. P.'s included) from that lime on in fear that he might miss 
something worth seeing. 

Our destination was Southampton, at which we arrived about 8 :00 o'clock at 
night, June 21. Our ship was tied to the dock, but, nevertheless, we were destined 
to spend "another night" aboard. The next morning, bright and early, we dis- 
embarked. Getting our feet soundh' on land once more we were marched a good 
three miles to a "Rest Camp," at which we stayed for two days. 

Now there are rest camps and camps in general, some severe in a disciplinary 
way, others lukewarmly so, and still others where military rule "Is Not.'' Well, 
this Rest Camp was classified among the "Is Nots." We did nothing but rest — 
if sleeping on a hard floor, eating hard-tack, and being beat out of our money, may 
be called rest. But so far as word dut}^, general police, etc., were concerned, 
we had no work to do. We were thoroughly at ease — and those good, long even- 
ings at that most famous, yea, most notorious of camps. Girls were as plentiful 
just outside of our barracks door as blackberries in the hills of old Kentucky. If 
was then that we learned to say "Rawther" for rather, and "Cawn't" for can't. 
The kids, even when asking for "American Souvenirs," talked that way. But we 
at last gorged them, but did not fail to extend our sympathy ere leaving. Here 
we received a personal letter from Lord King George. 

But we had come to be a restless set of soldiers, for we had come to know 
the meaning of the phrase pertaining to the roaming nature all soldiers are sup- 
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Fifth Platoon ("Sajjdblowebs") — Sgt. 1/l Jacobs ix Command. 




NoN-CoJi MISSIONED Officeks, Det. Base 43. 
(Sgt. McClure was absent on detached service.) 



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or less our attitude^ at that time. And go we did, for in the early afternoon of 
the next day we were marched back to the port where we had landed and were 
promptly put aboard the Hindu ship "Nirvana." Oh, no; not on the sort of a ship 
on which we rode "coming over," by no means not! The ship was more or less 
of a horse boat, being to the good ship Olympic just what a K. P. is to a General. 
At any rate, we got aboard. So did the horses, and we can assure j'ou they were 
there in full force; yes, sir, because we heard them "stomping" within "state- 
rooms' just over our heads. "Stomp" they did all the night long. It was almost 
too much: the thought of being classed lower than a horse was the height of our 
army experience. Never shall we forget the aroma from the horse stalls ; how 
refreshing it was, and it reminded us how sweet the fresh air was up on deck. The 
hard-tack, the corned beef, the Indian tea ! What a night it was, sleeping on the 
hard floor, and listening to the water splash against the sides of the ship ! But we 
solaced ourselves by again singing "What's the Use of Worrying?" (and really 
there was no use, for we could not get off, anyway) and went to sleep. 

The next morning we, for the first time, saw the coasts of our much-thought-of 
France. The sight was beautiful, for we viewed it just at the rising of the sun. 
To us every tree on the shore was sanctified by the blood of a French hero; the 
impending cliffs seemed mounted on all sides with a mystic halo of Joan of Arc, 
and we almost saw through distance into the very front line trenches where the 
new history of the world is being made. 

After about two hours more on board we landed at the port of La Havre, a 
very beautiful city of France. The harbor was a wonderful sight. Ships, ships, 
ships everywhere ! We realized then that our Allies, as well as our own country, 
were pouring the best of their fruits into France to feed and clothe the millions 
of soldiers encamped there. 

It seemed that after every time we rode we must walk — and walk we did. 
We marched almost the length of the city to reach "Rest Camp No. 3." The day 
was burning hot, and oh! those French hills, and those packs that we had to carry. 
The walk seemed a thousand miles. Our backs were sore from sleeping on hard 
floors, our hands were calloused from helping to load and unload our supplies, and 
our feet were as if they weighed a ton, plus the ton-weight of our hob-nail shoes. 
But we were soldiers and "in the army now," so we bore it all and kept a steady 
pace, with the exception of a few times we were forced to halt to give Jernigan 
and "Pop" White a few minutes' rest. 

At Rest Camp No. 3 we spent most of our time playing baseball. We played 
from sun-up to sun-down, and in France the sun goes down about 9:45 o'clock. 
Between times we took steam baths and listened to the English soldiers' hot air 
about the "Horrors of war." We also wrote a few letters, and gave a number of 
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Three days later we were again on our way. This move, we hoped, would be 
our last. So we strapped on our packs once more and inarched two miles to a rail- 
road station where we boarded a bunch of closed-up toy Pullman coaches. These 
coaches! They were divided into compartments capable of seating, "uncomfort- 
ably," seven of us. We then were issued rations for the next three succeeding 
meals. We raved at that, but that is all it amounted to. 

The train started, and most all we did was to absolutely stare out of the win- 
dow with a kind of "I don't care what happens" sort of a stare. But soon we were 
cheered, for the passing scenery was to us one of the most beautiful series of sights 
that we had ever seen: cultivated fields, wild growing red poppies, and an even 
thousand sights composed of almost unheard of mixtures of earth and sky. 

The trip was pleasant enough until we tried to go to sleep. Some night it 
was ! Solomon slept with his feet out of the window, and with his head in Cross' 
lap. Cross, in turn, lay "all over" Brown, who lay half and half between the floor 
and the seat on a pack belonging to "he didn't care who. " Jones slept on the floor 
in the passage way. Burr with his feet in Hutchins' face. Wood in the suitcase 
rack. Of course we enjo3'ed the night's sleep, and got up for breakfast "bright 
and earh'." 

The afternoon of the day following such a memorable night our destination 
hove in sight — Blois, France. We got off the train and looked about us as we 
swung into marching formation. Everything seemed just the opposite of what it 
ought to have seemed. Instead of automobiles we saw dray horses, and instead of 
horses pulling small wagons there were dogs all harnessed, but very scrappy-look- 
ing. It seemed different, it is true, but as we had long ago set out to encounter 
the "different," we drew a deep breath of resignation, and marched into our hos- 
pital grounds, dropped our packs, and went to the evening chow. 




Eye, Ear, Nose axd Throat Clinic, 
Base 43. 



Sterilizing Room Ecole Shperieure. 



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CHAPTER III. 

"OVER THERE." 

LL during the journey from Le Havre we had pictured ourselves des- 
tined for service \n a place far removed from the comforts and 
advantages of a citj' — a place, perhaps, ^ where apart from everything 
but war, we were to pitch our tents. Blois, however, proved truly to 
exceed all our hopes : A city of thirty thousand inhabitants in times 
of peace, a chateau town of the old regime, with its ancient walls, narrow streets, 
chateau, and religious houses fairly breathing the spirit of a by-gone age. 

Our quarters were in such buildings, and now we sleep in rooms, and walk 
through streets, that in centuries passed have echoed and re-echoed with the chant- 
ing of monks at daily office, or were silent witnesses of the transient glories of the 
kings of France. To all of us it was a wonderful experience, to be quartered, as 
we were, all together — French and Belgians, Russians, Africans, Senegalese and 
Americans — under the shadow of the crucifix, omnipresent in room and hall, and 
half-way living as one family in that fraternal spirit, which is the glory of the 
allied cause. 

A monastery of the middle ages, a convent and adjacent building, all over- 
shadowed by the majestic spires of a twelfth-centur3' Gothic cathedral, was now 
to be our home, and the home of those committed to our care. Already we found 
it devoted to its new usage, being under the temporary supervision of Evacuation 
Hospital No. 3 — so for a few days the "buck" private revelled in the unusual 
experience of little work, and much that was new and strange, of promenades and 
conversations with our brothers in arms, the conversations, however, appealing more 
to the imagination than to the intellect. 

It was not to be always thus, however, for soon, in a vivid manner, we were 
to realize the grim business of war. Early in the morning of July 12 all men that 
could possibly be spared were told to report immediately at the railroad station, 
where there awaited us an American Hospital Train, containing three hundred 
and fortv men, a part of that "thin, red line of heroes;" but. unlike the Tommy 
whom Kipling loved to portrav, thev were neither clad in red nor were they in a 
thin line, but they were comfortably arranged in bunks aboard the train. Heroes, 
however, they certainlv were, if stoicism in pain was any indication. Thev were 
simply a group of stout-hearted American doughboys, who had done their bit 
towards "making the world safe for Democracy," victims now, for the most part, 
of that most insidious of all enemies — the German gas shell. 



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Some were up and about, others strangely still on their stretchers, gave to the 
men of "Forty-three" an increased determination that their sufferings for the cause 
we all love so well should not be in vain. Quicklj', and yet carefully, they were 
convej'ed to the several hospitals of Base Forty-three, and cared for with that con- 
sideration that has made the nurses of America worth}' followers of their patron, 
Florence Nightingale. 

Thus, in brief preamble, is the history of Base Hospital Forthy-three's first 

week "over here." 

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A new experience was to be brought home to the officers, nurses and men of 
Hospital 43, and for several days gas, about which we had read so much, j'et knew 
so little, was uppermost in the minds of those who were called upon to minister 
to its victims. A detailed description is out of place here. Suffice it to say that 
we who nursed these victims kindled anew in our hearts and minds, a flame not 
so much of hatred, but of grim determination that they should not suffer in vain. 

It was not, however, of gas alone that we were allowed to think very much, 
with the coming of midsummer. The Yanks took the offensive, and for days and 
nights, with but brief respite, the Huns felt the full weight of those- who had 
pledged their all for an ideal. 

Chatteau-Thierry, St. Mihiel, Belleau Woods, the Argonne and Verdun had 
their reflexes with us, and every few days long trainloads of men, badly torn and 
shattered but yet with that indomitable spirit of Pershing's Crusader, were com- 
mitted to our care. 

Surgery came into its own, and for long periods of time the operating rooms, 
day and night, were worked to their maximum capacit_y — officers, nurses and men 
doing their utmost to alleviate pain and suffering. Regular hours were a thing 
of the past, and only the work in hand mattered, a work so often hard and unin- 
teresting, but amply made worth while by the smiling thanks of those who had 
given so much of their very selves for the liberation of mankind. 

With the advent of the "Flu" a new impetus was given to all. Many of our 
comrades were stricken, for disease is not localized on the firing line, but although 
shorthanded and taken by surprise, the epidemic soon was brought under control. 
About this time two of our own Shock Teams left for the front and two others were 
peremptorily ordered to train for the same service. All was expectancy and prep- 
aration, when, on November 11, 1918, Germany capitulated and the whole of the 
Kaiser's House of Tards tumbled to the ground. To adequately describe the fes- 
tivities in Blois, as it gradually seeped through the minds of all that War had 
ceased, would require the pen of a Dickens or Hugo. "Armistice Day" is else- 
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Sutoce it to say here that Blois did its full siiare in siiaiing tiie universal joy 
that government by the people, of the people, and for the people, had noi per- 
ished from the earth. 

Of course, on sober second thought, one thing and one thing only was in the 
hearts and minds of all. One word oiten lost siglit of in the hurry and confusion 
of the travail of War, now was all in all — Home! When shall we get there? 
When do we start? How manifold were the rumors and with what avidity they 
were swallowed. We were alternately exhilirated or depressed by them and their 
persistence. Today it was. We are going next month. Tomorrow, As attached to 
the Fifth Division, our destination is Germany. Others, even more pessimistic, 
hinted at Siberia. 

Meanwhile the work of the Unit functioned normally. Men were sick, even 
if War had ceased. Patients were still being evacuated to us, many badly wounded; 
so, for a while, our time was well taken up with the routine of duty, and educa- 
tional courses were offered in French, History and English, for the benefit of 
patients and personnel. 

The men of iS have occasion to remember the number 11, for it was on the 
nth of January that Evacuation Hospital No. 35, just over from the States, came 
to relieve us from duty, and we were ordered home. 

All doubts were now relieved. 

Again impatience and wild rumor reigned. The more optimistic ones wasted 
their substance in riotous living, i.e., buying souvenirs, dry and wet, internal and 
external. Others, more enthusiastic still, cabled the good news. Forgetting the 
problem of debarkation and army routine, the majority awaited, enjoying the 
experience of little to do, meanwhile sleeping in Annex 13, where the cooks .cov- 
ered themselves with glory as well as perspiration, for the good of their comrades. 

CHAPTER IV. 
GOING HOME. 

About February third we were ordered to move to another "Rest Camp" on 
the outskirts of Blois, adjacent to the Caserne. A series of barracks, with double- 
deck bunks and dirt floors, was now our home. The Mess Hall was spacious in 
size, and the K. P.'s were permanently attached. Ostensibly, we rested. In reality, 
we did many other things: Hikes, drills, guard duty, and inspections became the 
order of the day ; and once again Dame Rumor worked night and day, prophesying 
our next step. 

It was while waiting at "Camp Marietta" (so named because our Commanding 
Officer had ordered us there) that we received official notification that Colonel Ma- 



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rietta had been relieved of command of the organization. His letter announcing 
this fact appears in the Official War Diary. 

Saturday night, February 9, found us ready to move the next day. We were 
all prepared Sunday morning when, through some technicality, our departure was 
delayed another day. Sunday was the longest day in our experience — "Nothing 
to do until tomorrow." Some unrolled packs, those infantry ones that were new 
and strange to us — a delight, mentally, since they meant up and away, but a burden 
physically. Others, to avoid the re-rolling, slept fully dressed between mattresses. 
And at last, Monday, the 11th, we were off under the leadership of our new Com- 
manding Officer, Colonel Ford, who, as an old army man, put "pep" behind our 
movements. After registering at the Caserne we embarked, stopping for the first 
time at Tours, where we changed trains, in the meanwhile marching two miles for 
"Corn Willie and Coffee." An all-night trip in a crowded French train, minus 
most of its windows and with no heat, was next on the program. It was a case of 
sit tight and make the acquaintance, or, rather, renew the acquaintance, with the 
Vin Sisters, Rouge and Blanc, to keep warm. However, all things end at last. 
On Tuesday morning we fell out of the coaches and marched five kilometers to 
Camp Montoir, adjacent to St. Lazaire. Camp Montoir. better known as a reserve 
camp, contained about 5,000 troops, some permanent, others en route to the U. S.A. 
The barracks were typical of many other Rest Camps — two-story bunks and dirt 
floors, with oiled-paper for windows. The life was very little different to that of 
days gone by, with the exception of the inevitable and constant supervision of the 
grounds and property, since we were told that our stay depended on our good be- 
havior and appearance. It was muddy with that mud that must be seen to be appre- 
ciated, or, more properly speaking, depreciated; and yet, shoes must be shined, 
and kept so; and a cigarette-butt on the ground was a capital crime. Every morn- 
ing all turned out to "police up," and after that cards, books and rumors were 
the sources of information and amusement. 

Passes to St. Nazaire were easily obtained, and the Red Cross lunches became 
famous. 

Of course, we all expected to get awaj' in a few days, but it was nearly three 
weeks before we were able to go, in spite of the fact that our inspections by the 
camp officials had been eminently satisfactory. 

Sunday morning, March 2, found us packed like sardines in trucks, bound for 
embarkation to Camp No. 2. Here we were given a physical examination, a good 
dinner, and then marched to Camp No. 1. 

Camp No. 1 proved immaculate, not only from the viewpoint of sanitation, but 
also from the fact that its rules were so vigorously enforced. Strange to say, 
everything was willingly obeyed, because the penalty for disobedience was staying 



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in France for an additional 30 days. Many and varied were the rumors of such 
punishments, that told of hopes of reaching home put into the discard, because of 
loud talking in mess formation, etc., etc. However, nothing happened, and at the 
end of eight days, one evening we were hustled over for a final examination. All 
shoe-strings were accounted for, and the next day, March 11, found the organi- 
zation standing at attention on the parade ground, waiting for the long-awaited 
signal to start a three-mile hike to the "Kroonland." The trip down soon passed, 
jnd early in the afternoon we boarded the boat that was to take us back home to 
Dixie. 

The Unit was quartered in the forward hold, three decks down, and we slept 
on canvas bunks, three deep. Everything was lovely, though the contrast to our 
palatial quarters on the "Olympic" was, to say the least, startling. And another 
experience was soon to come to many of the men: We went through the locks at 
St. Lazaire at 12:00 o'clock, noon, March 12, and a few hours later, as we struck 
the Bay of Biscay, faces that a little while before were the pictures of health now 
assumed a greenish hue, and life ceased to be of interest, at least, to any appre- 
ciable extent, to many of the Unit. Indeed, the mention of the Mess Line, on the 
pitching deck, was actually nauseating to some of our heartiest men. However, 
such sicknesses were transitory, and by the time we were four days out all of the 
men were accustomed to the motion and began to take an interest in life. We lay 
around the decks all day long, reading and looking at the various scenes that were 
new to so many of us. The trip was most uneventful, and on ]\Iarch 24, nine 
months to the day from our embarkation at Le Havre, France, God's country wel- 
comed home the Emory Unit. We landed at Newport News, and had a typical 
Southern welcome as we marched through the town to Camp Stuart, Virginia, just 
on the outskirts of the town. This was a real camp, and likewise a real treat to 
the Unit. Accustomed as they had become to foreign ways, the sounds of a typical 
American crowd were inspiring. We were comfortablv housed. Every facility for 
amusement and recreation was at hand, and the four days we spent slipped by very 
rapidlv. On Friday, the 28th, we pulled up stakes and departed for Gordon, com- 
fortably traveling on a solid Pullman train, and rejoicing in the fact that home 
now seemed a reality, our minds contented and our stomachs comfortably extended, 
leaving lived on the fat of the land during our stay in Stuart. 

At 1 :40 P. M., March 29, after a comfortable and uneventful trip of twenty- 
four ho'irs, Camp Gordon was reached. Our reception was wonderful. Fathers, 
mothers, wives and sweethearts gave us a welcome that was truly royal, and then, 
best of all. the men were given 36-hour passes, and Atlanta and the surrounding 



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towns took to themselves the men who had left thirteen months before. The 
history of the Unit from that date is fully covered in the clippings from the press 
which are reproduced in this book in another place. Suffice it to say that after a 
reception and dinner and, best of all, a meeting of appreciation of Colonel Davis, 
and his presentation with a loving cup as a token of the love of the enlisted men, 
we were mustered out at 6:00 o'clock, April 2, in the year of our Lord 1919. 




Christmas Scenes in 



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Sketches 

Humorous and Otherwise of the Life "Over There" 
Police 

To the youngster in school "Police'' has a sound that visualizes the majesty 
of the law; and even to those of riper years a certain dignity and importance is 
attached to the name, and so when some of us, the author included, were appointed 
to perform police duty in the kitchen, the folks at home probablj^ misunderstood 
the full significance of the title, — for kitchen police (K. P.) means washing dishes, 
and immense pots and pans, to say nothing of scrubbing floors and tables, work 
that in days of peace we gladly consigned to our colored brethren. It was inter- 
esting, to say the least, to see, for example, a legal light of Southern Georgia try- 
ing to place upon the side of a stew-pan a shine that, metaphorically speaking, 
could equal his brilliant discourses lefore the bar. But K. P. has its compe'n- 
sations, for after the officers have eaten (and in the Army they eat in state, and 
of choice food) what remains is for the K. P., and right royally does he devour 
the unappropriated residuum. After all, as Mr. Hoover tells us, food is to win 
the war — so the kitchen police does his share pobly indeed, both in preparing and 
consuming that most necessary article. 

The Coming of the Mail 

The coming of the mail is quite an event in the Army, for it is then and then 
only then that one gets, as it were, a foretaste of that for which we all long — a 
glimpse of Home. As the weeks go on and on this one link forever seems to bind 
the old world and the new, a winged messenger of peace and happiness coming into 
the confusion of a world in the travail of a renaissance. 

French and Vin Rouge 

To the Soutliern soldier in France two things forever «tand out as different 
from Dixieland, — the language and the ubiquitous wine-shop. To one raised on 
dry territory it came as a shock to see on everj' corner in the little wine-shops men, 
women and children, soldiers and civilians. It was a temptation to the men in 
khaki to confuse, perhaps, liberty with license, but to the honor of the men of Base 
Hospital 43 this liberty was not abused ; instead the buvettes gave that foreign 
spice to our life over here that made it all the more bizarre. And the language ! 
Oh how strange it seemed, and how many were the resolutions and multifold the 



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purchases of supposedlj^ short cuts to learning the unutterable shiboleths ! But 
as the novelty wore oiF we were contented to abide by our mother tongue, except 
for a few bonjours, tres biens, ou la la's, for monsieur, madame, and madamoiselle, 
respectively. All deficiency of expression was corrected by voluminous use of the 
universal sign language. Indeed, our knowledge of the French language is nearly 
parallel to the English vocabularj^ acquired by the little French kids who crowd 
the entrance to the Y. M. C. A.: "Alio! — Gum.? — Good-byee." 



Reveille 

Harry Lauder sings a well-known song, "It's Nice to Get Up in the Morning, 
But It's Nicer to Lay in Bed." Those sentiments are ours, for as Mess Call is 
most welcome, so Reveille is most distasteful. Picture 200 sleeping men. It is 
5:30, and outside the usual darkness and the ever-present rain. The shrill call 
sounds "I can't get 'em up" in the Army vernacular, and every one tumbles out, 
half asleep, into the cold, to answer "Here" to that everlasting Roll Call. Of 
course you can camouflage and answer Sick Call a little later; but unless you are 
good at faking, the officer of the day is sure to prove unsympathetic and C. C.'s 
and Iodine, without which the Army would indeed be a failure, are very often 
worse than the disease. 




Xray Room, Base 43. 



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The Above Cut Was Made from the Origixal Bulletin Which Appeabed 
IN the Window of the Newspaper of Blois. 



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How Blois Celebrated the Armistice 

T was at noon in the historical old town of Blois, France, the eleventh 
day of November, nineteen hundred and eighteen. The Armistice 
had been signed ! So stated a news bulletin which for three hours 
had been posted in front of the little office of the "Loir-et-Cher In- 
dependent." Strange to say, the town was very quiet, as though 
nothing unusual had happened. Generally, when there came any celebration or 
fete, as, for instance, the birthday of Saint Louis or Saint Genevieve, the many- 
toned bells of the three churches and the Cathedral made such a continual sound 
all day long till we alien crusaders were heartily cursing the day Saint Louis or 
Saint Genevieve came into the world. And yet today not even an ill-timed alarm 
clock rang to celebrate the cessation of four years of struggle to the death. Could 
it be that the people doubted the report, thinking it "too good to be true," or 
were they so deeply touched at the first that they could neither speak nor mo%'e, as 
a mother who suddenly learns that a son whom she long thought dead is alive and 
returning home? 

It must be confessed that we men of the Emory Hospital Unit did not at the 
time give the French people credit for either of these motives, but we later felt 
that they both were responsible for the quiet that prevailed. Instead, a number 
of us meanly remarked, as we returned to the American Hospital, that the "Frogs" 
were too cold-blooded to celebrate, while the hot-blooded Americans at home were 
tearing the old U. S. to pieces in wild joy. 

Shortly before four o'clock we set out again through the little town. To our 
surprise flags of all the allied nations had "broken out like the measles" all over 
the city. The old rue de Denis Papin was gaily bedecked with the "blue, blanc, 
rouge" of France, and the red, white and blue of America. Suddenly the deep 
notes of the bells in the Cathedral of Sainte Louis, high above the city of Blois, 
pealed forth like the old Liberty Bell in '76, to be answered by the clear contralto 
of the ancient Eglise de Sainte Nicholas in the valle}'; and the tenor of Sainte 
Vincent's joined in the ringing medley, while the chimes of Sainte Saturnin, across 
the river, sounded like an echo organ. 

The streets were now crowded, and it was snowing — not snow, but multi- 
colored confetti, till the old rue de Denis Papin was a huge kaleidoscope. Soon 
we were in the thick of the confetti storm, mingling with the crowd. And such a 
crowd! It was one that only a world war cold have produced — French, Belgians, 
English, Americans, Algerians, Madagascans, Russians, an occasional Jap or 



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Chinaman in khaki, and even a Comanche Indian from Oklahoma, thronged the 
streets of the historic city on the most historic day the world has ever seen. 

Mademoiselles were there in all their holiday silks and satins, merrily prom- 
enading and throwing confetti in the faces of the "Sammies." Children were there, 
yelling in childish glee, some too young to know what war meant, other than the 
fact that no longer thej' had any candy (except what the American soldiers gave 
them in the street), and perhaps that sometimes they saw their mothers cry at 
night because their daddies hadn't come home. Old men and women, some of whom 
had shared the humiliation and defeat of France a half century ago, but now to 
share the victory and glory of the nation, were there, made young again in spirit, 
for the burden of the years had fallen from their shoulders, the last score had 
been settled. Mothers of men were there, mothers who had suffered pain to bear 
sons, glad with each agony that a man child was born into the world ; mothers who 
had suifered the greater pain of giving those sons as an oblation for the peace 
of the world — now rejoiced in the joy of the redeemed world, for they had seen 
of the travail of their souls, and were satisfied. 

Suddenly the cosmopolitan crowd vanished from before my eyes, and I was 
back again in my dear Southland, for the strains of Dixie were ringing through 
the old French town as a long procession of American soldiers marched down the 
street behind the automobile of an American Major General, Dixie in France! 
The impetuous notes made the hearts of every man of the Emory Unit in the old 
city of Blois beat faster with pride and exultation. Naturally; yet there was 
another effect which the same song produced: for the spirit of the long, brown 
column of soldiers quickened, and their step became lighter, yet firmer, from the 
first onrush of music to the last long note. Even as the art of conquered Greece 
conquered the conqueror Rome, so this captured song of the South had captured 
the heart of the nation, for the alert attitude of every American soldier in the 
procession, each stiffening back and swelling chest seemed to say, "That's 7n!j 
song." There was now no longer a North, or a South, an East, or a West, but 
simply an America of Freedom, whose sons now were treading the streets of France 
as comrades in arms, sharing with the allied nations the victory of Freedom. 

The fete continued into the night. At eight o'clock a flambeaux procession 
left the Mayor's house — a long line of glowing Japanese lanterns. Then came a 
crowd of the ubiquitous American soldiers bearing in their midst a black coffin, 
draped in crepe, on which lay the skull of his late Majesty Kaiser Wilhelm II, 
covered with a high helmet of the Prussian Guard. 

After awhile the one cosmopolitan procession broke up into manj^ heterogenous 
groups, each of which seemed to think itself the major part of the original parade. 
Here a little crowd of Belgians and French would go down the street surrounding 
a few paper lanterns, which soon caught fire. Here another group of American 



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soldiers wildly waved flickering flambeaux. The Marseillaise, the Star-Spangled 
Banner, Dixie, Madelon, and a score of other songs and chants filled the air. i'he 
American brass band broke up both literally and figuratively; down the street at 
the foot of the stairs of Denis Papin a flute and bass horn were trying to play 
"Glory, Glory, Hallelujah," while a trombone and clarinet were in front of the 
Grand Hotel de Blois, accompanying a chorus, "Hail, Hail, the Gang's All here!" 
and far up the street, near the park of Victor Hugo, a stray bugle was executing a 
medley of bugle calls. Around on the Rue de Denis Papin was another "band," 
consisting of one side of a big bass drum, beaten vigorously by a certain sergeant 
of the Emory Unit to the husky tune of "Casey Jones." 

All these groups soon tired and in turn broke up into smaller groups which 
gradually left the scene of celebration, the French to their homes, the Americans 
to the Caserne or to the various buildings of Base Hospital 43, in order not to miss 
the bed checks at taps. Every one of those who had taken part or been present 
at this great allied fete left with a feeling of satisfaction that victory and the 
dawn of peace had been well celebrated in the old city of Blois, France, on the 
eleventh day of November, in the year of our Lord Nineteen Hundred and 
Eighteen. 



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Part of the "Extra" Published AisrifouNCiNG the Sigkikg of the Armistice 



lABDICATION DE GUILLAUME 



' LA FUITE DE GUILLAUME 

A E),Hlc.vGuill»ume II monia imm^iaicmciK dan, ua Iraio ,p^ul liollaDji.; qui I'aiioidaii 

DEPOSITION DU ROI OE SAXE 



Les Derniers Communiques 

T^ocToy el Mojis soi)t pris 



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Fire Extra! 

Chocolate Factory at Blois Burns 
To Ground 

On the night of 10th Juillet 1918, a chocolate 
factory here burned up, and shed a wonderful 
radiance over the chateau, wine-shops, and ca- 
thedrals of Blois. The French inhabitants went 
wild with excitement over the little blaze. The 
fire department dressed up like a battalion of 
brigadier-generals and marched to the scene. 
Then they held a polyphonic consultation — all 
talking at once — and adjourned to a nearby 
wine-shop to fortify themselves with fire-water. 
Duly refreshed, they came back and unreeled a 
hose resembling a fountain syringe. This imme- 
diately "bursted," whereupon our allies gave up 
and turned the fire over to the American troops, 
especially the men of Base Hospital Nx). 43, who 
were on the scene in numbers. Meanwhile a 
special detail of French fire-generals were beat- 
ing drums and blowing tin whistles, to warn the 
civil population. The last thing I saw was a 
Frenchman hurrying to the fire on a velocipede 
with a hypodermic full of eau de cologne, which 
he proposed to squirt on the flames. 



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The First Division 




]E had often heard this axiom in the Army: "You never can tell about 
tomorrow." We were now to have its reality brought home. Pur- 
suant to a telegraphic order ten men. Sergeant Thomas, Corporal 
MeEnery and Privates l/c Gaulden, Spivey, Mattingiy, J. C. Reeves, 
Downs, Wood, Cross and Hamlin, were ordered detached and sent to 
the Hospital Centre at Savenay to work as typists. Not ten minutes before the 
news came we were all as one in the joj' of going home together. Now the com- 
radeship of eleven months' association was to be broken in so summary a manner. 
There were no verj' formal farewells, just "Good-bye, Old Chap" and "God 
bless you," "Afeet you at Five Points next summer," or the now familiar "Au 
revoir," but back of it all was the fact that we were losing, for perhaps a long 
time, those good fellows with whom we had so long associated, and every fellow 
felt it mighty keenly. The French say "C'est la Guerre," and that, after all, was 
the way to look at it; but it was poor consolation to those to whom home seemed 
so close just a little while before, yet we could not help but admire the spirit of 
these ten men. Of course some "cussed" a little and blamed the Goddess of Luck, 
but. as one fellow expressed it, "What cannot be helped must be endured, and 
beside that just think of us coming home in the calm of the summer, while you 
all probably shall be sick and hoping to die every minute." 

It would be wanting in loyalty if they were soon forgotten, and so this brief 
but sincere wish to them all of "Bon voyage tout de suite" to America. 

Madame Bedot's 

In another part of this History is a cleverly drawn cartoon of a Fire, and in 
it one sees, even before he realizes what is taking place, a sign of a neighboring 
building. Debit de Vin, and it is concerning one such Cafe and Restaurant com- 
bined that this sketch is written. The steaks, salads and French fried potatoes 
that the men of 43 consumed in this place are legion. As to the wine, Charity will 
draw its veil. In France, as you no doubt know, water is a very precious and 
necessary thing for washing. Needless to say that is its exclusive function here, 
as it is in the one hundred other Ca:fes in Blois. 

The Madame Herself, stout and buxom, knits sox at the table where we eat 
and drink. Very warmly she feels toward the Americans, not only for their francs, 
but also because her son is an Instructor in a Training Camp in America. 



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Everjf evening the faithful gather, and the francs depart, and business in the 
little back room is alwaj^s booming after pay-day, and then gradually declines as 
the month draws to an end. 

Whatever mav be our ideas as to Prohibition in the States, France without 
her "debits de vin," the Club of the Frenchman and the diversion of the Ameri- 
can, would have a dift'erent atmosphere, perhaps one more dry, but certainly one 
less sparkling and interesting. 

Madame La Rumor 

If there is one thing that excels the Ladies' Aid in the promulgation and 
spread of Rumors, it is the Army Encampment. After Chow in the evening, 
when the da3''s work is over and the men are together, someone reminiscently com- 
ments on a conversation or snatch of conversation, overheard by someone who told 
the other fellow it was "straight dope." By the time it has traversed the length of 
the Barracks the originator would not have recognized his invention, so radically 
had it changed. 

With the Emory Unit "Dame Rumor" took up her abode the first few days 
we were in Camp. Then it was^When are we going overseas .'' How many times 
that question was asked and answered ! Thousands of times, no doubt. Then the 
queries as to our destination, en route. And finally. When shall the War end? 
Of course this latter subject was conjecture, all based on the Paris edition of the 
New York Herald, the French papers, and what that German prisoner told the 
pal of the man who was back from the front and now a patient in the Hospital. 
But the things that touched us most acutely were rumors as to our return home. 
How often did that one subject engross the attention of the Barracks for evenings 
at a time! Theory after theory was advanced. Everyone would be sure until 
someone with a capacity for magniloquence would so convince us all, that it was 
a matter of only a little while and all would be lovely, until tomorrow some 
prosaic army order would convince us once for all that our hopes were built on 
no solid foundation, and the evening conversation would be forgotten until next 
time, when the same ground would be covered again, with no more definite con- 
clusion. 

It is not exaggerating to say that Madame La Rumor furnishes three-fourths 
of the total subjects for conversation in every army organization, and the Emory 
Unit is by no means an exception. 



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Scenes of Operating Rooms. 




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TwsPECr.oN Ki9 361'2l;f(fe 




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The Cruise of the Cognac Club 

By FATHER VIN BLANC ORDINARE 

Being a hitherto unpublished diarj' of the levity and frivolity noticed from asso- 
ciation with the Blois contingent by the close observing Prelate. 

1. GETTING TOGETHER. 

^HE month of April has been spoken of from time immemorial as a 
season of showers, March winds, and a goodly sprinkling of sun- 
shine, but the April of nineteen hundred and eighteen produced 
another outburst which, in time, proved more soothing than the gentle 
rain, more vociferous than the summer thunder, and brighter than 
spring sunshine, for 'twas this month that brought together the officers of EMORY 
UNIT. 

The first meeting was held in the Medical Officers' quarters hard by the Base 
Hospital at Camp Gordon and, because of his natural instinct for juggling the 
"bones," Major Ballenger was chosen custodian of the funds, much to the chagrin 
of the mj'sterious aspirant, Jake Readhouse Sauls. 

In the organization was one Thomas T. Box, of rosy complexion and corn- 
field laugh, who, between meals, was wont to meditate and read Y. M. C. A. song 
books in faithful preparation for work "over there." It is said that his solitude 
was seldom disturbed except by an occasional chant by the silvery voiced tenor, 
Willie Roberts, who sang to the "bones" in a manner like unto that of a South 
American snake charmer in a den of serpents. Box, however, was never attracted 
by the lure of the dice room, and such melodies as "Little Joe" and "Big Dick 
from Boston'' gained no favor with him. It should be remembered, too, that his 
even temper and delightful disposition won for him an appointment as "Official 
Checker" of the "overseas" equipment. (While proof is lacking, rumor has it 
that this appointment resulted from "locked door" politics devised by the Chap- 
lain). Be that as it may. Box was efficient. Beginning work with two shorthand 
writers and three bookkeepers, the work progressed rapidly and nothing was over- 
looked by the sharp-eyed sextette. The checking had hardly been under way an 
hour when T. T. discovered that Mike Berlin hadn't a change of underwear, and 
as for bedding Mike explained that his roommate had just that morning obeyed 
his telegraphic orders to proceed to parts unknown and with him had gone the 
complete equipment that Mike had bought. This story affected Box's sympathetic 
heart considerably, but he filled his faithful corn-cob with a special mixture of 



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Brown's Mule and soft coal, hied her up and was strengthened for further heart- 
rending episodes. He next discovered that Leslie Blair Had packed up his chattels 
and was ready for France, with no looking glass. Leslie had to buy one. Sub- 
sequently he stated that Ed Greene's underwear did not comply with regulations, 
and so reported to Colonel Marietta, who immediately appointed a committee to 
investigate. He gave the committee full power to accept the goods in question or 
require the accused to make additional purchases. Colonel Davis, Captain Cren- 
shaw and Lieutenant McGee were named to compose this committee because of 
their superior knowledge of silks, woolens and linens. They failed to find any 
such fabrics in Greene's equipment, but McGee, realizing the depleted condition 
of the victim's pocket-book, made a motion that the garments be accepted, and 
the motion passed. 

Soon after joining the Unit, G. U. Barfield, by excessive use, destroyed 
his safety razor. It was a frank case of destruction by fair wear and tear, if we 
were to believe his statement, but we were aware of the terrific strain that had been 
forced upon the innocent article of toilet. G. U. had to go to Atlanta for a gen- 
uine 18-karat manganese steel indestructible he-razor, and realizing the benefits 
derived from killing two birds with one stone, he carefully prepared his toilet, 
drew on his new dress boots and set out for the city. Late that night, in the 
vicinity of Grady Hospital, he was seen by friends who invited him to spend the 
night. The invitation was accepted, and G. U. repaired to the Doctors' Quarters, 
where he soon proceeded to disrobe. His boots remained, however, "as they were." 
He called for assistance, and after much work on the part of a big negro orderly, 
one boot was finally dislodged. The other remained fast, and thus did G. U., half- 
booted, pass the night. 

It should be recorded that Major John Sebastian Derr, shortly before his 
departure for France, recalled his missionary days by giving an exhibition before 
a very appreciative and intellectual body of men, of the original war dance of their 
African ancestors. The paints and costumes used by the Major were remarkably 
realistic, the lighting and scenic effects being slightly modern. The intricate terp- 
sichorean tumbles were delightfully depicted by the active and energetic officer. 
Chaplain Allgood, being the only representative from the Unit who witnessed the 
performance, was highly entertained and, at times, became boisterous with laughter 
and applause. When Equen related the incident to Kaucher, the latter officer of 
"I find nothing to report" fame, aroused himself for two minutes and laughed. 

IL QUITTING CAMP GORDON. 

Those of my readers who sojourned at Camp Gordon will recall the village of 
Chamblee and the open net which caught the flowing coin of Uncle Sam's men. 



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Who \f/«is, /^£z^D/^o /^uer-re^ J t'h^t 
Ot-<-(e.« Office n-h 



G of^fs- o bofi/^ir- Ed 






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It would have been no surprise if the Soldiers' Supply Store had faced financial 
distress when Rex Bariield and Willie Roberts left the vicinity. 

Recall ye the time when this pair were seen coming o'er the hill, bent and 
groaning under the weight of their wall-papered bungaloes of suitcase pattern 
tilled with shaving soap. Climax, Onliwon, and Prince Albert? This spectacle 
created a greater stir than the fire in Saul's and Greene's room when the latter's 
household goods went up in flames, for now it was suspected that orders to move 
were in the hands of our fighting quartermaster, William E. Street. The suspicions 
were strengthened later in the day, for Sauls noticed Street cleaning up his pistol. 
The first mentioned gentleman of Hebrew cognomen immediately drew a pistol 
and ammunition from Street and proceeded to the enlisted men's barracks, wheve 
he gallantly assumed command of the detachment. 

Rawlings again checked his tobaccos, Stockard drank another dope, McGee 
polished up the lock on his black leather portfolio and everything was ready to 
board the Seaboard. 

III. FROM DUSTY GORDON TO DAMP HOBOKEN. 

None led more active lives enroute to Camp Merritt than Lawrence and G. U. 
Barfield in entertaining the canteen ladies at various stations, and Bunee in cen- 
soring the company mail and seeing to it that none got by uncensored. 

Leslie Blair, hearing of the success of Lawrence and Barfield, and having 
seen the welcome given "Frits" Hodgson and Dan DuPree in one of Georgia's 
classic cities, staged a little meeting "all his own" near the Seaboard Air Line in 
Virginia. 

At Camp Merritt several officers were delightfully entertained one morning 
by a little skit from life, entitled, "Through the Metropolis in a Sam Browne 
Belt." Words by Bunce; lyrics by Crenshaw; dances by G. U. Barfield; scenery, 
costumes, staging, etc., by the trio just named; electrical effect by S. U. Miarietta, 
M. M. D., A. R;, M. C. M. In all probability the full text of this skit, with free 
translation into all known languages, including the Scandinavian and excepting the 
German, will be ' found elsewhere in this volume. This tedious work was under- 
taken by no less a personage than the well known detective, Mr. Hugo Brill. 

Insofar as the voyage of the Unit is concerned I have very little to say. At 
first it was intended that I record the names of those who found it more comfort- 
able to sleep in a stuffy stateroom in mid-summer with all clothing on, but Charles 
Dowman sviggested that someone might be overlooked, and he, as President of the 
"Fully Dressed Sleepers' Association," had requested the Secretary, Hansell Cren- 
shaw, assisted by the Treasurer, Will Roberts, to furnish the editor of the diary 
with a correct list of the members. The Club, it appears, had no regular time of 



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meeting, but left that to be decided by either the bugler, the siren blower, or the 
engineer. They usually held their impromptu meetings on the "poop deck." 

In England our reception was warm, and the children sought pennies. The 
food was a bit off, you know, but was evidently quite substantial, for in the even- 
ings tlie parks showed signs of youth and life. 

IV. ENGLAND TO FRANCE WITH A BRONCHO. 

The time spent in the British Rest Camp, near Southampton, was hardly long 
enough to teach us the value of a shilling, yet it was pleasant, for it was here that 
King George located us and hastily drafted letters to each member of our organi- 
zation. We were considerably disappointed when orders came for us to move on 
before we had an opportunity of acknowledging in person receipt of the King's 
notes. I understand that Derr and Wallace had in requests for leaves, so that they 
might call on His Majesty, but the papers were twentj^-four hours late. 

The vessel carrying the Unit across the Channel was a sturdy one. The prin- 
cipal passengers aboard, other than the Emory Unit and the horses, was a Hindu 
Sanitary Corps, the members of which were being instructed enroute. 

Equen learned by asking questions while aboard the "Olympic" that the reason 
vessels at sea were not lost was because they had a large compass in the pilot's 
room. He continued his interrogations, and this time he propounded a question to 
Kaucher regarding the horses. He wanted to know why they put horses on the 
boat with the Unit. Kaucher didn't know, but learned from Mike Berlin, who had 
discussed the subject in an early morning conversation with a Hindu. The dusky 
little fellow from Hindustan informed him that the horses were life preservers. 
"In the event," said he to Mike, in perfect Hindustan, "of being torpedoed by a 
submarine, each passenger will be supplied with a mount, whereupon he will sit 
easily until the horse swims to shore. It is for this very voyage that you were given 
instruction in Equitation in the Cantonments, and required to purchase boots and 
spurs. Orders specifically state that such riding equipment shall be worn on this 
boat as faithfully as. you wore your life preservers on the 'Olympic' " Equen 
quickly scattered the "dope" and boots rapidly appeared on deck. 

The Unit landed at LeHavre, France, without mishap, and Stockard was the 
first man to discover that the children spoke French. Jerry Osborne, on a tour of 
investigation, learned that the water was impure, but a very palatable substitute, 
which the French spoke of as Vin Blanc, could be obtained for deux franc cin- 
quante centime per bottle. Silliman was delighted with the news even though 
Jie didn't comprendre. He, however, was the first man to translate the word from- 
a.'je, and likewise the greatest destroyer of it in the organization. 



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Our first experience with the French railways was the wild ride from Le 
Havre to Blois. We were at that time told absolutely nothing, hence our destina- 
tion was unknown to us. We didn't care. We stopped in one town and were told 
that we had just missed an air raid. Bill Roberts got excited and wanted to cable 
home that he was safe, but Colonel Davis finally calmed him by reminding him 
that the journey was not yet finished and perhaps more dangers were ahead of u? 

V. BLOIS, FRANCE. 

In June, 1918, the little French city of Blois was bright and warm from the 
constant raj's of the summer sun. Everywhere were to be seen shady nooks and 
tempting benches. Magnificent shade trees, in perfect alignment and carefully 
pruned, adorned every street and roadway. Here and there a flower garden of 
rare beauty and fragrance appeared as if by magic to the stranger who strolled 
leisurely along a promenade. At the end of one street rises the picturesque stone 
steps with the beautiful rosette flower bed midway, and towering near the summit 
the massive statue of Denis-Papin. Standing beside the base of the statue and 
following the vision of its still eyes one sees the long street of Blois named in mem- 
ory of the man whose statue overlooks it, as it pierces the heart of the city, 
crosses the Loire on the bridge of stone, and is lost in the village on the opposite 
bank of the river. 

Quietly the peaceful Loire, so shallow in summer that a barefoot boy can 
easily wade across, and so swollen in winter that a fair size steamer could ply it, 
flows through the city on to the Atlantic. Filled with fish eager for bait, it is the 
native fisherman's delight. Silent with crime and mystery of middle-age lore, it 
is the constant companion and truest friend of the peaceful inhabitants of the 
quaint old city. How many French maidens have told this sympathetic river the 
pangs of a bleeding heart caused by the horrors of war.? To the visitor it is a 
stream of romance, for sitting near its edge in a perfumed garden on a summer 
night, with the silvery moon sprinkling its soft, mellow light at his feet, thoughts of 
bygone days quickly come to mind. 

Just behind and far above, rises the historic Chateau of Blois. His imagina- 
tion goes back six. centuries. This is the same city, the same chateau and the same 
old moon that knew so well the intrigues, the mysteries, the murders, and the 
Affaires d'Amour of Francis the First, Henry the Fourth, Catherin de Medicis and 
the Due de Guise. But hark ! What entrancing voice is that so very near, singing 
in lyric soprano, the love song of the drunken Pierrot? S'lrelv it cannot be an 
imaginarv serenade conjured up by historical reminiscences. No, ro. too real for 
that! Evidently some love-sick maiden or heavy-hearted little wife thinking of 



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sweetheart or husband near the ruined Cathedral of Reims, facing the murderous 
15oche. 

Such is Blois as I found it. Filled with thrifty people, who welcomed us with 
typical French sincerity, we soon became quite companionable with the citizenry. 

Stockard being a man of many tongues, soon broke the ice, conversationally, 
and located with his quick eye a "Sage-Femme" establishment. When Leslie Blair 
later asked if any one knew where he could buy a shave, Stockard agreed to direct 
him to a woman barber. You that know Leslie can probably imagine his embar- 
rassment when he discovered that Stockard had mistaken a mid-wife for a female 
barber, and was striving faithfully to persuade the wise woman that his friend was 
desirous of a shave. Be it said, however, that Stockard was not alone in his error, 
for later it was brought to our attention that a number of nurses had made over- 
tures to this same lady of wisdom to tell their fortunes ! 

It was during our first week in Blois that the large chocolate factory burned, 
and so comical were the actions of the fire-fighters and the spectators that Colonel 
Davis thought that Charlie Chaplin and Fatty Arbuckle were filming one of their 
"top-notchers." 

After two months in Blois the moustache germ tackled the organization. 
Everyone was affected, I believe, except Colonel Davis, who said that he caught 
up with the moustache feature during the Spanish-American war at which time, 
photographs tell us, he raised one that would have made Henry of Navarre hide 
his feeble eifort in shame. McAllister made such startling progress that he won 
favor in the sight of a patient who spoke of him as "That young Italian doctor." 
Captain Crenshaw's wife, hearing of her husband's French moustache, wrote him 
to get it off at once. In writing her in reply he used the military form, something 
like this : 

From: Hansell Crenshaw, Captain, M. R. C. 
To: Mrs. Hansell Crenshaw, C. O. 
Subject: Removal of Moustache. 

1. In compliance with instructions under date . report myself a clean- 
shaven man, etc. ETC. 

Street had the most peculiar moustache ever seen in France prior to the arrival 
of certain Chinese coolies. 

All forms of games were inaugurated by certain members of our organization, 
and all known methods used to collect debts stored up by some of the players. 
Captain Crenshaw probably used the most unique, and I am exceedingly glad 
that the original fell into my hands that I may reproduce it here. It follows : 



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Base Hospital No. 43, 
Annex Xo. 115, Am. P. O. T26, 

C. O. D., S. O. S., A. E. F., 

August 14, 1918. 
From: Captain HanseU Crenshaw, M. 0. 
To: Lieutenant Harry J. Sims, M. C. 
Subject: Transfer of Gamljling Debt. 

1. In accordance with Special Order No. 1, par. 1, B. H. 43, A. 115, C. O. D., S. O. S., 

A. P. O., 726, A. E. F., N. Y. D., August 13, 1918, Lieutenant Harry J. Sims, M. C, will 
report this date to Lieutenant Joseph R. Barfield, M. C, franc in hand, and deliver one 
franc, rate 5.70, to said officer, M. C., O. D. 

2. Execution of this order is to satisfy gambling debt No. 1 due Captain Hansel! 
Crenshaw, M. C, by Lieutenant Harry J. Sims, M. C, and gambling delit No. 2, due Lieu- 
tenant Joseph R. Barfield, M. C, O." D., by Captain HanseU Crenshaw, M. C. 

3. Failure to comply with this order will render Lieutenant Harry J. Sims, M. C, 

B. V. D., amenable to severe disciplinary measures, viz.: setting 'em up to une boutelle de 
vouvray crystal, effectiff toute suite. 

(Signed) Hassell Cbexshaw, Captain. 3/. C. 

Of all the "leave-takers'' who ran the gauntlet of the Boulevard in Paree, only 
one, so far as we've heard, has qualified as an athlete delightful to look upon, and 
had he but entered the finals, he would have, without doubt, returned to us with 
another medal on his chest. Indeed, he was practically assured of victory if he 
would enter the lists. 

It is said by native Bloisese that Fitts, Sauls and Blair drove the wildest 
ponies in the department of Loire et Cher. No one ever learned just why they 
chose such vicious animals, but an old Frenchwoman remarked to another in ear- 
shot of Box that the young officers were endeavoring to demonstrate their superior 
horsemanship in the presence of adoring Red Cross nurses. This same trio was 
equally skilled, both collectively and individually, in handling wild animals of the 
Chambertin and Vouvray species, — and they kept certain of the Vin strain 
chained in their chambres at all times — whether for protection or amusement I 
never knew just which. 

The Courts-Martial brought to light the analytical brain of Dan DuPree, 
whose forensic argument amazed President Davis and even halted the pious plead- 
ings of G. U. Barfield. 

Polly Person became famed as a property man and for mental exercise, when 
operations were a little off, would check Annex No. 1 before breakfast. 

The Army Paper Work feature was appreciated by none more than by Colonel 
Boland, who always carried at least one book in his pocket. Others later followed 
his example, after having been "caught out" once or twice. 

In Section No. 29 were Phillips and Sauls, who held a secret meeting one 
night, at which they decided to open up a §ide line in the Sick and Wounded Office. 



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The plan was discovered by Leslie Blair and explained to Colonel Strickler, who 
deemed it unwise and unnecessary to introduce a modern American business insti- 
tution in the quiet French town. He, therefore, had the three gold balls taken 
from over the door shortly after they appeared. 

VI. FINIS LA GUERRE AND HOMEWARD BOUND. 

■ The Battle of Vin Blink continued, in Blois and the many engagements and 
skirmishes delightfully interesting to recall. To do full justice to them a volume 
would be necessary. That being impossible, I hasten to mention the Day of Days — 
November 11, 1918, — the day the Armistice was signed! Ah, the happiness and 
unrestrained joy of everybody in France! The demonstrations of unbounded de- 
light of saddened French people whose very hearts had been wrung and whose 
souls had been heavy laden with all the sorrows of over four years of war ! We 
who had seen them during the dark days knew what the demonstration meant; and 
we could not blame a daughter of that weeping nation if, on the eleventh of 
November, she threw her arms around the neck of an American soldier, kissed 
him on both cheeks and cried out in broken English,, "We thank you, — You Ameri- 
can boys — Merci ! Merci ! You have bring us the victory ! We thank you !" 
All the trials, the struggles, the vicissitudes of war were repaid those of the Ameri- 
can Army who were fortunate enough to see these demonstrations in any French 
town. 

Christmas was great and the turkey was fine. Everybody was happy and the 
appetites were good — tres bien — yea, even supernatural. You could hardh' expect 
otherwise, for Haskins, Fitts and Bert McCord were on the refreshment committee 
and, believe me, the "Vin twins" were right with us. In truth we had beaucoup of 
it. N'est pas, Mike? Ah out, ah oui! 

About this season of the year a few leaves of absence were handed out. The 
doings of a doughboy on leave have been described by many, both in song and 
story, but to appreciate the full significance of a soldier taking, a leave one must 
read the little booklet entitled, "Seeing Tours in One Day, or Little Side-Track 
Journeys Through France," by Hansell Crenshaw, Captain, M'. C. The interest- 
ing little edition has a lengthy preface by Dan DuPree, Captain, M. C, and it is 
profusely illustrated by Allen Bunce, Captain, M. C. 

In Februarv, 1919, Sauls and Street again polished up their pistols, McGee 
appeared with his ever-present mysterious manner and the familiar black leather 
portfolio, and away we marched for a 'fore day meeting at the Caserne. After 
much delay in starting, missing connections and freezing our feet enroute, we 
finallv arrived in the villaee of Montoir, near Saint Nazaire, France. Here we 
rested for three weeks and fattened so that those of us carrying "cooties" would 



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in turn fatten the busy little companions, thereby rendering them more visible to 
the naked eye of any weak-eyed M. R. C. man at Camp No. 1. 

When we reported at Camp No. 1 we found a measley mess but a delightful 
time, for 'twas here we met "Old Man Quatre vingt cinq hisself" 

After a week more, in which Derr spent his remaining francs for souvenirSj 
we boarded the good ship "Krooniand"' with light hearts and happj- thoughts and 
sailed away for the good old U. S. A. For twelve days we faced westward, filled 
with excitement and joyous anticipation of HOME. Surely we loved everybody, 
for what man among us, under normal conditions, would have allowed a Mess 
Officer to stick a plate of Boston Beans before us for breakfast? Instead of 
chucking him overboard, as he rightfully deserved, he was merely chastised in 
language common in the A. E. F., and his beans returned to him with the request 
that they be consigned to the garbage can. It might have been the music of our 
mess hall jazz band that softened our hearts, for we could endure most anything 
to the tune of the "Livery Stable Blues." 

We landed safely in God's country at Newport News amid a multitude of 
cheering people. We immediately proceeded to Camp Stuart and remained about 
four days and then we headed southward and quickly sighted Camp Gordon. At 
Gordon we were met by our own beloved people of Georgia, and how glad we were 
to see them! The love one bears for kin, for friends, for native land is never 
more keenly felt than when separated by seas and hunted by a barbaric enemy. It 
was good to return and see our home land and our loved ones again — All the best 
in the world ! 

The Atlanta citizens welcomed us royallj', and we are very sure that the 
reception given us by them at the Piedmont Driving Club shall never be forgotten. 

Everybody was happy, but hardly anyone could imagine the happiness of 
Colonel Davis, the Father of Emory Uni|t, when a beautiful loving cup was given 
him by the enlisted men of the organization as a token of love and esteem and in 
appreciation of his efficient and unselfish services. 

April 2, 1919, brought us our discharges and freedom again. 

And while we received no beautifully engraved parchments siarned by the 
President, or for the President by the Secretary or Assistant Secretary of War 
similar to those welcoming us into the service, we were exceedingly glad to get 
the simple sheet giving us permission to wear our "citz" again. 

At last we give thanks to Army Regulations. 
EDITOR'S NOTE: 

Father Vin Ordinaire, in writing the above narrative, first presented the manu- 
script written as a tale that had been told him, but to make the incidents more realistic to 
any outsiders who might read the story, we induced the worthy Father to write the story 
in the first person — just as he would have written had he been with us from our start to 
our finish in the States, instead of merely sojourning with us from our start to our finish 



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Statistics 

The question, "When do we leave for France?" was asked 9,872,643 times 
by members of the Emory Unit. 19,670 different answers were given. 

The question, "Where are we going now?" was asked 67,502 times by the 
same soldiers. 8,700 different answers were submitted. 

The question, "When are we going home?" was asked 43,996,703 times by 
officers, nurses and men of the Emory Unit during eight months in France. Thirty 
million answers were given. 

716,4101/2 C. C. Pills were administered by the Emory Unit during its stay 
at Blois, France. 

The only case on record where a Wardmaster slept late in bed while his 
patients brought him up his breakfast is that of a happy Irishman in the Emory 
Unit. 

The question of "How many men are there in the Sand Blowers' Platoon?" has 
never yet been successfully answered. 

The Emory Unit functioned as Base Hospital 43 at Blois, France for 203 
days — 17,539,200 seconds. 

Inspection 

The soldier soon learns that the bark of the C. O. is very often worse than 
his bite. Especially is that true when "inspection" rolls around. Time was when 
the very word inspired awe and exercise. Even now, after eight months in France, 
it inspires respect and hard work; but time has softened its sting. 

To be brief, inspection means standing at attention while you are looked over 
by a group of superior beings, very much the same way that stock is examined 
before being purchased or slaughtered. Spots, buttons, hair, shoes and general 
qualities are discussed in a cold-blooded, impersonal way, and you are alternately 
happy or depressed according to the conclusions of those whose verdict, like the 
laws of the Medes and Persians, changeth not. Many were the trips-to-tbwn post- 
poned because of defects not discerned by the victim but which fell under the eagle 
eyes of those who looked us over. And in the earlier days, before we adopted the 
fatalistic philosophy of the army, many were the anxious moments. Now, we 
do our best and let it go at that,— an attitude that saves time and worry for all 
concerned. Nevertheless, they are necessary evils, and the appearance of Base 
43, which has been a subject of favorable comment on many occasions, was un- 
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How the Nurses Came to Blois 

IN May 16, 1918, the remaining nineteen Nurses who had been called 
to the Camps, viz. : Fort McPherson, Camp Gordon, and Walter Reed, 
with our Chief Nurse, Miss Dantzler, received orders to report at 
Base Hospital No. 9 at Lakewood, N. J. We took our oath of 
allegiance and left on the 17th day of May. Arriving in Lakewood, 
after various exciting experiences, such as riding in box cars, etc., we spent a 
delightful week. We visited George Gould's country home, Asbury Park, Ocean 
Grove, and the beautiful surrounding country, and then left for New York on the 
27th of May. 

We went to Washington Square, with the Holly Hotel as headquarters. We 
were the first to arrive, and there was great excitement watching the other girls 
come in. We enjoyed our stay at Greenwich Village, and hated to leave on the 
4th of June for 120 Madison Avenue, the Old Colony Club, changed into Nurses' 
Mobilization Center. Then we had orders to drill, and every day from 1 :00 to 
3:30 we drilled at the Seventeenth Infantry Armory, and did "Squares right" and 
"Column right, right turn," and other such foolish and unnecessary stunts. Then 
from 3 :30 to 4 :00 we had to lift our voices in melody, and none of the platoons 
will ever forget how they sang "Dixie." Our mornings were spent in the work- 
room, getting our uniforms fitted and shopping. And such a wild time as we had 
shopping, with each one telling us different things to bring or not to bring with us 
overseas. 

Miss Whitehead had charge of the home and we owe her a vote of thanks 
for the many nice things she did for us. Tickets were sent several times during 
the weeks to the shows. Then our flag was dedicated at Trinity Church, where 
George Washington at one time attended services, and where over a thousand Nurses 
had attended for the same purpose as we did. 

On July 4th we were in the grand parade, near the front of the column, and 
our beautiful flag and the fact that we were in our "oversea" uniform, caused us 
to attract quite a little attention. Then that night we rushed to the "movies" to 
see how we looked in the "cinema." But at the theatre nearly everybody took 
us for "police wome'i !" — the only "fly in our ointment." 

By now we were greatlv worried because we had received orders to sail, and 
rumors were running around that our personnel was in Italy or Russia or some 
country besides France. On July 10 we planned a trip up the Hudson and at 
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York at 7 :30. Excitement, over finishing our packing and getting trunks, packs 
and suitcases off'. Even then one of the girls carried her electric iron, still warm, 
in her overcoat sleeve ! 

We boarded the train, but didn't have the slightest idea where we were going. 
And picture our surprise at finding ourselves in Montreal, Canada! After break- 
fast we hopped into trucks and rode down to the docks and boarded the "Durham 
Castle." Such cheering and singing when the boj's came on ! They were a part 
of the 76th Division, and 'twas there we learned some of the Army songs. The 
Signal Corps had quite a talented bunch, and we had shows every night. We sailed 
down the St. Lawrence, past the land of Acadia, under one of the tallest bridges 
in the world, and reached Halifax on July 16, and anchored past the burned area 
of the awful mine catastrophe. Our ship being quarantined, we couldn't leave, 
but as we were the first to get there, we had the pleasure of watching the other 
transports loaded with khaki sail in and anchor. 

July 20, at 9:00 o'clock, we left Halifax, and we were rather a quiet crowd. 
Outside the harbor we were joined by the cruiser and several destroyers, and 
twenty-three camouflaged ships lined up and started on the long trip across the 
ocean, and it was a wonderful sight to see them sailing along; and, indeed, the 
ships seemed human in their determination to get us safely over. Then, for the 
first time, we commenced to realize we were really at war. 

Numerous reports of "subs" followed us all the way. On July 25, about 
noon, the cruiser fired two shots at a "freighter," but we never found what it 
was. Then on July 27 twelve destroyers joined us, and on the 29th we had three 
battles. One submarine came up behind our ship and our gunner claimed the 
credit of getting it. Depth bombs were exploding everywhere, and we were so 
thrilled and excited we never thought of danger. Two other "subs" were also 
popularly supposed to have "parti tout de suite." 

July 30 we anchored at Barry Water. There the ships separated and ours 
went to Cardiff", Wales, and as we were the first American troops there, we re- 
ceived a royal welcome from the Lord Mayor, and were given a reception by his 
wife. Cardiff^ was a very clean, quaint and pretty town, and we hated to board 
the train the next morning. 

'T was a beautiful, sunshiny day, and our trip across England was a memor- 
able one, as everything was so green and beautiful— the well-kept lawns and 
handsome homes. We also thought we were going to London, and just knew we 
were when we got to Reading, thirty miles from London; but there the train dis- 
appointed us by running south. We got hungry, and as we had no English money, 



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found our perfectly-good American money was no good. We arrived at South- 
ampton about 6:00 o'clock and took in the main sights of the city. 

The following morning we boarded a "tender" and went down the harbor to 
the "Guilford Castle," a hospital ship, which had made twenty-one trips with 
wounded soldiers, and it had been down at the Dardenelles during that memorable 
fight in April, and it exhibited plenty of souvenirs in the way of bullet holes. That 
night, while crossing the Channel, we slept in our clothes and life belts, and were 
mighty glad to see morning and with it LeHavre, France. We spent the after- 
noon taking in the town, and left at 4:30 the following morning for our destination 
— still unknown, and the source of great annoyance to us. In each compartment were 
put our rations of goldfish, bread, jam and tomatoes (no salt, and the French 
couldn't "compree" that we wanted salt or water, at the depot). 

We stayed in Paris from -1:00 to 8:00, and met three of our doctors just in 
from the front. We landed in Blois at midnight, and were so glad to see our 
men at last. They took us home in trucks, and then they had scrambled eggs, 
hot biscuits and coffee — the first real food since we left the States. 

The Nurses of Base 47 (California) were waiting for us to relieve them, so 
they could join their base in another city. And we, tired of traveling, were more 
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Thoughts by the Chaplain 

N the hospital we often saw such splendid examples of heroic suffer- 
ing that we were given a new conception of the honor and glory of 
American citizenship. I was writing a letter for a young fellow. His 
upper lip had been shot away. A piece of shrapnel had gone through 
his right leg and it had become infected. Several operations had 
been performed. For fifteen inches the flesh, and to the bone, had been removed. 
He was very emaciated and, with his disfigured face, a horrid looking specimen of 
humanity. The letter was to his mother. 

"Tell Pal that I am keeping a stilF upper lip, and will until it is over." I 
did not understand him. "Pal is my father. When I left he told me to 'keep a 
stiff upper lip.' Tell him I am doing it." 

In reality his upper lip was gone, but no shells of foe, no dangers and no 
hardships could keep him from being true to the parting injunction of his father. 
He goes back to his father disfigured and lame. But how proud the father must 
be of his boy ! 

Our Heavenly Father loves us most tenderly, but He knows that it will be 
necessary for us to be sorely tempted, bear heavy burdens and have mighty con- 
flicts with the Enemy of Righteousness. Always His message to us is : "Be 
strong. Endure affliction. Endure HARDSHIP as a good soldier of Jesus 
Christ." Let us not forget. 

Corporal B had been badly wounded at Chateau-Thierry. He walked 

several miles to the first aid station, refusing to let stretcher bearers carry him, 
because he thought others were worse wounded than he was. He had been in the 
hospital for two months and was slowly dying. He was a very devout Irish 
Catholic. 

We were talking one da}^ and he was telling me how God had given him 
strength to bear his sufferings. I said, "God is mighty good, isn't He?" I shall 
never forget his reply — the earnestness and the peculiar Irish brogue — "Non bet- 
ter, non better." He had been in much pain for many days and dying in a strange 
land, far away from his loved ones, but to him there was 7ione so good as God. 

Are we not too prone to "forget all His Benefits" when difficulties and hard- 
ships are ours? Let us so get acquainted with HIM that we may be able to say: 
"Thougli I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: 

for thou art with me Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days 

of my life." 

J. L. Allgood, 
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Historic Sketch of Blois 

Hauteville-House, 17th of April 1864.. 

IR, I am thankful to you for having made me live again in the past. 
On the 17th of April 1825, 39 j^ears ago on this very day, (let me 
mention this little coincidence which is of interest to me), I was 
arriving at Blois. ^ It was in the morning and I was coming from 
Paris. I had spent the whole ni^ht in the mail, and what can you do 
in a mail.^ I had composed the ballad of the Two Archers j then, the last lines 
being written, as the day was not yet rising, while I was looking, in the gleam 
of the lantern, at the herds of oxen passing at every moment on both sides of the 
road, in the direction of Paris, I fell asleep. The voice of the driver woke me up. 
"Here is Blois!" he called. I opened my eyes and saw a thousand windows at a 
glance, houses irregularly and confusedly huddled up, steples, a castle, and the 
hill crowned with high trees and a row of sharp-lined house-fronts with stone 
gables, on the bank of the river, an old town disposed in amphitheatre, capriciously 
extending on the prominences of a slope, and, excepting that the Ocean is wider 
than the Loire and is spanned by no bridge, almost like this town of Guernsey 
where I am living now. The sun was rising over Blois. 

A quarter of an hour after, I was rue du Foix, 73. I knocked at a little door 
opening on to a garden: a man who was at work in the garden came and let me in. 
He was my father. 

In the evening, my father took me to a hillock which overlooked his house 
and on which rises the tree of Gaston: I saw from above the town I had seen from 
below; the aspect was different, and though severe, more charming still. In the 
morning, the town had impressed me as being gracefully disordered and almost 
surprised, as one who awakes; the evening had softened the lines. Though it was 
still light — ^the sun had just set — there was a tinge of melancholy in the air; the 
twilight was blurring the sharp lines of the roofs; a few glimmering candles 
replaced the dazzling light of dawn on the window-panes ; the contours, of things 
underwent the mysterious transformation of the evening; stiff straight lines de- 
creased whilst curves increased; there were more bends and fewer angles. I 
remained there, gazing with emotion, almost moved by that aspect of Nature. In 
the skv blew a faint summer breeze. 

The town no longer appeared to me as in the morning, lively and charming, 
disorderly but harmonious; it was cut into well-balanced segments of impressive 
bulk. In the receding background, the terraces overhung each other in the most 



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natiii-al and tranquil manjier: the Cathedral, the Bishop's palace, the dark church 
of St-Nicholas, the castle, as much a fortress as a palace, the intersecting ravines, 
the ascents and descents on which the houses seem now to climb and then to slide, 
the bridge with its obelisk, the beautiful, winding Loire, the straight rows of pop- 
lars, quite in the distance Chambord, dimly seen with its forest of turrets, the 
woods through which runs the old road called "Roman bridges" marking the 
former bed of the Loire, all this was both grand and jDleasing. Moreover, my 
father was fond of that town. 

You have revived it before m}' eyes to-day. 

Thanks to j'ou, I am at Blois. Your twenty etchings show us the intimate 
town, not the town with its palaces and churches, but the town with its houses. 
With you, we are in the street, we enter the ruins ; and some of the decrepit houses 
such as the carved wood lodgings of rue St-Lubin, or the Hotel Denis Dupont with 
the sloping-sided lantern of its winding stair-case, or the house of rue Haute, 
or the surbased arcade of rue Pierre-de-Blois — display all the gothic fancy or the 
grace of the Renaissance, enhanced by the poetry of decay. To be in ruins is no 
obstacle to being an artistic treasure. Is there anything more lovely than a kindly 
and witty old woman? Many of the exquisite houses you have drawn may be com- 
pared to that old woman. With pleasure one gets acquainted with them. . With joy 
one sees them again, when one is — as is the case with me — their old friend. How 
many things have they said ! How deliciously have they told over again the story 
of the Past. For instance, look at this fine, delicate house in "rue des Orfevres ;" 
it seems as if it might be a "tete-a-tete." One feels familiar with all this elegance. 
We recognize everything, such faithful likenesses j^our etchings are. There is in 
them both the accuracy of photography and the untrammelled art of a master's 
hand. Your "rue Chemonton" is a masterpiece. Along with the good peasants of 
Sologne you have painted, I have ascended the great stairs of the Castle ; the house 
in "rue Pierre-de-Blois" with its statuettes, may be compared to the house of the 
Musicians at Weymouth. I can trace every detail over again. 

Here is the Silver Tower, here is the high dark gable at the corner of "rues 
des Violettes" and "de St-Lubin." Here are the Hotel of Guise, the Hotel of 
Cheveny, the Hotel Sardini with its vaults curved like the handle of a basket, here 
is the Hotel d'Alluyes with its graceful arcades of the time of Charles VIII, here 
are the steps of St-Louis that lead to the Cathedral. Here is the rue du Sermon, 
and. in the background, the almost Roman outline of St-Nicholas, here is the 
pretty canted tower called the oratory of Queen Anne. Behind that tower was the 
garden in which Louis XII, afflicted with gout, used to ride his little mule. 

(Then comes reflections on the good king Louis XII and on Gaston of Or- 
leans. Then Victor Hugo goes on:) 



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All those personages, along with Henri III and the Duke of Guise and others, 
including Pierre de Blois whose glory it was to have been the first to pronounce 
the word transsubstantiation, I have seen again, in the confused evocation of His- 
tory, while turning over the leaves of your precious book. I pondered for a long 
while over your Fountain of Louis XII. You have produced it exactly as I saw it; 
at the same time old and youthful, on the whole, charming. It is one of your best 
plates. I am inclined to think that the wholesale shop of "Rouen Cotton prints," 
indicated by you, opposite the Hotel d'Amboise was already there in my time. 
Your talent is faithful and delicate, j'our eye perceives at a glance the beauty of 
the lines; you have a firm, deft and strong touch, much "naivete' and the rare gift 
of making darkness visible. What strikes and delights me in your etchings is their 
radiant light, their gaiety, their smiling aspect, the joy of the opening day which 
endows the morn with all its charm. Some of j^our plates seem to be bathed in 
dawn. Here is really Blois, mjr own Blois, my luminous Blois — for my first im- 
pression on arriving has remained. For me, Blois is radiant; I can see Blois only 
in the rising sun. These are impressions left by youth and love of one's native land. 

I have indulged in a long talk with you because you have given me pleasure. 
You have taken advantage of my weak side, you have touched the sacred fibre of 
remembrance. I am sometimes moved by bitter sadness, you have brought me 
enjoyable sadness. To experience sweet sadness is indeed pleasure. I am grate- 
ful to you. 

I am happy that this town to which the unseen skein of the inviolable bonds 
of the soul binds me, is so well preserved, so little impaired; it is almost identical 
witli what it was 40 years ago — that Blois which saw me when I was a youth, that 
Blois whose streets know me, where one house loved me and where I have been 
strolling in your company, expecting to meet my white-haired father, and realizing 
that my own head is growing hoary. 

I leave you with the heartiest hand-shake. VICTOR HUGO. 

Blois' earliest historj' is obscure. The name was derived from one which, in 
the language of the ancient Gauls, meant wolf, indicating the abundance of those 
animals then in that vicinit}'. 

Very little was heard of the city until the year 8.53 A. D., when the ^Nlonks 
of Carbion, having been expelled by the Normans, settled in Blois, as the Guard- 
ians of the Relics of St. Lomer. 

By the twelfth centur_v the town (for it was then scarcely more than such) 
had obtained from its Counts or Rulers many Charters or Privileges, and it suc- 
ceeded in keeping its organization as a Commune under the administration of four 
Elected Men, or Aldermen in modern parlance. 

It was in Blois in 1382 that for the first time John of Montfort acknowledged 
Roval Authoritv. 



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Chateau de Chajibord xear Blois. 




Chateau de Chaumo>;t near Blois. 



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Miss Hexxemeir's Ward at Axxex 115. 




"SiTTIXG OX' THE WoRI.Ll" IN AX ATTIC WaRD. 

WARDS ANNEX MIXTE 



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Meanwhile the most famous monument of the city had been started, "The 
Chateau," which building, by its prestige had, by the year 1415, made Blois an 
important center for the surrounding countryside. 

On the 28th day of April, 1429, Joan of Arc halted her armies within the 
shadow of the Chateau, and, entering into the Church adjacent to its walls, had 
her banners solemnly blessed, before proceeding to the relief of Orleans. 

In 1462, and for several years after, the Chateau was the home of Louis the 
Twelfth, and within its historic walls his son and heir was born. 

In 1501 Machiavelli, as Ambassador of the Florentine Republic, made it his 
home. 

It is, however, in connection with the sojourns of Catherine de Medici, Charles 
the Tenth and Henry the Third that the most momentous events in the history 
of the Chateau took place. Here it was that the Duke of Guise was murdered in 
the year 1588, his body burned in the fireplace, and the ashes hurled through a 
trap door, 90 feet to the level of the Loire. 

When Henr}^ the Fourth ascended the throne of France, he transferred the 
seat of his government from Blois to Paris, and so the former lost its prestige 
as the home of Roj'alty, though in after years its Chateau became the stopping 
place of Kings for short periods of time. 

Louis the Fourteenth, in 1697, made Blois the seat of a Bishopric, and the 
walls of the city, which were strengthened at that time, were not torn down until 
the memorable days of the Revolution. To this day the remains of the ancient 
fortifications are plainly visible. 

At first the Coat-of-Arms of the city represented a Wolf, emblematic of the 
origin of its name: in 1391 Louis of Orleans allowed the inhabitants to add thereto 
the representation of a Porcupine and Fleur-de-lis. Its present Coat-of-Arms 
may be described as follows : Of silver, with an escutcheon on an azure field, 
bearing a golden fleur-de-lis ; on its right a porcupine, and on its left a sable wolf. 

Before the Revolution both Louis the Fourteenth and the Duke of Anjou 
were frequent visitors. After that period it still retained its prominence, and in 
1808 Napoleon the First and Josephine Were received there in state. In 1814 his 
son, "The King of Rome," sought refuge in this City by the Loire, and in the fol- 
lowing year Marshal Ney reviewed the Imperial Guard from the grounds of the 
Chateau. 

In 1871 the bridge over the Loire was blown up, in an attempt to stop the 
onrush of the Prussians towards Paris. Blois, however, fell to the invaders. 

AVith the outbreak of the present War the city was made the seat of one of 
the largest Casual Camps in France, and in June, 1918, the Emory Unit arrived 
to take up its duties and responsibilities under the shadow of the Chateau and 
other historic buildings, many of which were put to hospital uses. 



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Paxouama of A-mboise Showing a Large Chateau at Left Cexi 




Bi.ois Panorasiic \'iew. 
NOTE: It is altogether fitting that our short historical sketch of Blois, the home of 
the Emory Unit, should be largely made up of a letter describing its charm, written by 
Victor Hugo. 



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The Poets' Corner 



Decision 



Restless, with heart full beating high 

We searched the stars of midnight o'er 
That somewhere in the gleaming sky, 

As in the splendid days of yore. 
There might appear a distant beam — 

Something portentious in design — 
Of saintly light with hallowed gleam 

That we might hold as well divine: 
To lift our fallen comrades up 
Or strike the enemy down. 

We searched in vain. The starry sky 

Was blackened by the gathered storm 
That beat against the housetops high 

And smote the ground in cruel form. 
But lo, the lightning flashed again 

And through the shaking storm-rent night 
We saw earth's miserable million men 

Then thanked God for the guiding light: 
To help strike down the enemy 
By lifting comrades up. 



— S. T. M. 



Trust 

"The One flag, the true flag, the flag for you and me," 
The words were ringing in my ears when I put Out to sea^- 
But I never realized before just what these words could mean, 
Until today above the spray— thank God, the flag I've seen. 

Tonight in seas infested with the pirate submarine, 
I'll sleep in perfect safety, with that gallant flag between 
The soldier-ship and danger. Man, 1 do not like to brag- 
But my heart turned hot with pride today, when first I saw my flag. 

Not that I put my trust alone in the old red, white and blue; ' 
But the flag itself is trusting the same God that I do. 
That flag was given free men by the grace of God above— 
The flag of liberty— the flag of faith, of hope, and love. 

— E. H. H., SS. "Olympic.' 



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A Soldier's Prayer 



Infuse in me, O omnipotent Lord, 

A greater strength of mind, of arm, of hand, 
That I might aid this, my beloved land. 

In time of need, by wielding of the sword. 

Infuse in me (and may it long abide) 

That courage which begot our liberty. 
That courage which is 'kin to chivalry. 

And with which our forefathers lived and died. 

Infuse in me the strength to face the line 
Of battle when the enemy's cannon-roar 
Is hurling death upon our very shore; 

And may the strength that drives him back be mine. 

Infuse in me a will stronger than strong. 
That I might stand as one loyal, true 
To say, "I'll fight, O my country, for you, 

No matter if the cause be right or wrong." 

But best of all, O God, give thou to me 

(And may this gift through all my years increase) 
That love of land that doth sustain our peace: 

That love builded of justice, liberty. 

And should there come a day wherein we yield 
Unto some conquering foe, O Lord, may I, 
Rather than yield, be fallen, and may I die 

The soldier's death upon the battlefield. 



-S. T. M. 



To Sister Nan 



I like to have your blue eyes Ijend above me. Nurse, 

Sometimes the heavens seem so far away without 
These four dull walls that bind me like a curse; 

And all my dreams spin whirlwinds 'round a doubt — 
Until you come, and bend above me, Nurse, 

And bring God with j'ou, and the kind blue world without. 

And bring God with you in your eyes and in your hand, ' 

The tender touch of home-hearts tingling down 
To soothe me into dreams of that dear land. 

The while your voice grows softer, like the sound 
Of someone stooping to my lips. Your hand, 

Dear Nurse, both lifts me up. and brings the blue skies down. 

— B. S. I. 



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God, a Quiet Cottage, and You 

God in a quiet cottage, and tliee, 

Wlien tile war-fiame dies, 
Waiting — tlie liome-sweet heart for me 

And tlie liill-blue eyes 
Tliru tlie woven haze of the floating hair 

O'er the ripe, round cheelis 
Where the smiles are rich as the apples wear 
In an orchard land when you are there 
Plucking the russets. (And did I dare?) 

But a little wind seel^s 
For the blush of truth — 

And a kissing speaks 
From the lips of youth. 

And I know that soon in the afterglow 

Of war and worry that all worlds know 

We, too, shall meet in an evening place 

Where stars are waking in each still face 

And nothing is noisy but full heart beats 

In the soft moon silence when true love meets. 

And I'll know 'tis the peace in dreams I knew — 

A quiet cottage, and God, and you! 

— B. S. I. 



He Thought He Fought for the Right 

(On seeing a photograph taken from a dead German soldier by a Sammie.) 

He thought he fought for the right — 

God pity and save him, then; 
But he really fought with might 

To crown the demon of men. 
He thought he fought for the life 

And the love of the wife by his side; 
But he fought with a love of the strife. 

For a nation whose soul has died. 

God pity and save the lad. 

Who thought he fought for the right; 
And comfort the woman sad, 

AVho waits alone thru the night. 
Men fail, and falter, and fall. 

In blindness and lust and pride: 
But saddest, O God, of all 

Is the nation whose soul has died. 

— Private E. H. Hamiltos-, 

Base Hospital No. 43. 



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Dream Girl 

Beside my long French window, 
Thru which a moon-beam fell, 

I smoked in lonely silence, 
Wrapt in memory's spell. 

Then with the misty radiance. 

My thoughts seemed strangely blent. 
And from the realm of wishing, 

Desire your image lent. 

You leaned against the casement. 
Your lambent gaze on mine, — 

A living, poignant presence 
Of grace in every line. 

I dared not move or whisper. 

For fear the dream would fade; 

But smoked on by the window 
With the girl my fancy made. 



The Same Old Song 

The world grows better year by year. 
Because some Nurse, in her little sphere. 
Puts on her apron and grins and sings 
And keeps on doing the same old things. 

Taking the temperatures, giving the pills. 
To remedy mankind's numerous ills; 
Feeding the baby, answering the bells. 
Being polite with a heart that rebels. 

Longing for home, and all the while 
Wearing the same professional smile; 
Blessing the new-born babe's first breath. 
Closing the eyes that are still in death. 

Taking the blame for the doctor's mistakes — 
Oh, dear, what a lot of patience it takes. 
Going off duty at seven o'clock. 
Tired, discouraged, and ready to drop; 
But called back on special at seven-fifteen. 
With woe in her heart that must not be seen. 
Morning, evening, noon and night — 
Just doing it over and hoping it's right. 

When we lav down our caps and cross the bar 
Oh, Lord, will you give ns just one little star 
To wear in our crown with our uniform blue. 
In the City above, where the Head Nurse is you? 

— Miss W. 



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My Bunkie 

(A True Tale of the Trenches.) 

1 was lonesome as I sat 

In my little pup, so small, 
Talking to my 'Bunkie,' 

Who was very young and tall. 
We could hear the cannons roaring. 

And it filled my pal with fright, 
For he knew the Boche were planning 

An attack on us that night. 

It was Jw t about ten-thirty. 

We were all tucked in the hay, 
When a barrage fell around us, 

And the Boche were in full play. 
I heard the Sergeant calling. 

His command was to "stand by," 
And fight like Yankee devils: 

Before you fall back — A\e !" 

With rifle, belt, and bayonet, 

I heard the Sergeant say: 
"Get ready, boys, they're coming. 

Don't let them pass our way !" 
We opened up our fire, 

It was a living hell — 
For in this bloody battle 

My Bunkie fought and fell. 

That's all that I remember, — 

But the rumbling was the same, 
And while Iving on the muddv ground 

I thought I heard my name. 
I tried to an.swer. "Here, Sir!" — 

But I couldn't make it eo. 
For T couldn't move a muscle; 

And that is all I know. 

Now mv soldier davs are over. 
For I can no longer stay; 
There's a transport in the harbor. 
And I'm ordered home today. 
The siren's calling, softly calling. 

Out on the deep blue sea — 
It brings me back to dear old Mother, 
Who is longing just for me. 

— Sebgeant ,T. J. Doyle. V. S. M. C, 6th Re/jt., 
and Private Harry Coogax. lCi2nd Inf. 
My Bnnkie: M. Vincent O'Donneli. 



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Poem of a Pensive Pill Roller 

I live my life today and sign for it 

As an army issue. 
I plan tor tomorrow as I please 

Or will to do. 
I serve my country always as best 

I can. 
I do my bit in this fair and 

Foreign land. 
I know today is today until 

Tomorrow appears. 
I go on with time and tide to 

Seeming endless j-ears. 
I tread the weary roadway, though it be 

Hard and peerless. 
I think of my country and ol'd glory 

Then I brace up more fearless. 
I can hear some one say that we'll 

Soon get the Kaiser. 
I feel that each of us, day by day. 

Is growing wiser. 
I then try to forget my past life, 

Progress and joys. 
I know that these thoughts only come 

To us soldier boj-s. 
I raised my head and shoulders 

With great determination. 
I feel our call we are soldiers 

And come to serve our nation. 
I am here to do my duty in this fair 

And sunny land. 
I came as one to help fair France 

In her great and noble stand. 
I came witli a million others and we're here 

All safe and sound. 
I can see the Kaiser slipping and his 

Crown he must lay down. 
I know he rolls and tumbles and for 

Worry cannot sleep. 
I and he can ali'eady see his 

Unavoidable defeat. 

I left my country, father, mother. 

Sister and my brother. 
I left all pleasure, fortune, sweetheart. 

Without a mutter. 
I am here and will see it through 

Until the finish. 
I can already see the Huns as they 

Rapidlv dhninish. 
I am here — the ocean between us rolls, 

And I rush the O. D. colors. . 
I will, tomorrow, get the civilian suit 

And return to" you, MY MOTHER. 

G. W. K. 



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An Appreciation of the Pill Roller 

O, Thou, great poet of the age 
Thou has't put Milton in tlie shade; 
Lord Byron, Shelley follow suit — 
E'en Shakespeare is not worth a toot. 
The O. D. shirt thou shoulds't not wear. 
But garb more lit and long thy hair. 
Thy Father, Motlier, Sister, Girl 
Would all admire thy hair in curl. 
When themes come crowding in thy brain 
And fancies come lil<e falling rain 
We pray you cease from doling pills 
And pondering on the human ills, 
But grasp at once thy trusty pen. 
Perhaps a thought will come again — 
Thou shouldst not o'er thy mind abuse. 
But try each hour to coax the muse. 

AND — Here's to you who wears O. D. 

And lives your life "an army issue." 
With us may you ever be. 

For God knows we should sadly miss you. 

Rolling pills is an outside line 
To a man in your position. 

Brightening the minds of all your kind 
Should be vour great ambition. 
J. W. 



To a Hospital Rose 

("My Lost Youth" — Longfellow.) 

The silk-worm cannot spin so soft a dream. 

As this thyself is. Rose; 
Nor curled clouds that thru the twilight gleam 

Into the even's close. 

I see thee with thy lifted smile at dawn, 

To the warm sun's caress, 
And drooping downcast on the petalled lawn — 

A weariness at rest. 

There was a child who lived — so long ago 

I half forget his name; 
He, too, had dreams — 'til night came — and you know 

To what dark end he came. 



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Our Battle Scars 



(The following poem was written in Base Hospital 43, Blois, France, July 17, 1918, 
by a patient wtio was shell-sliocked in the trenches April 6, 1918. It reveals strikingly the 
psychology of a "shell-shocked" soldier.) 



We all feel blue, we know not why. 

We cannot be content; 
Our troubles pile up to the sky. 

Many sleepless nights we've spent. 

The days, the weeks, yes, months pass by, 

We wonder how we thrive; 
It's hard at times to suppress a sigh. 

As we pull in life's long drives. 

And day by day, as life rolls on. 

We can't be satisfied. 
With hearts and hopes most all forlorn. 

The good within us — died. 

Before the shells round us burst near, 

With splinters soaring high. 
Not one knew of the word called fear — 

Each had an eagle's eye. 



And all day long the gloom spreads o'er 

Most everything we do; 
Each thing in life seems like a bore, — 

That's why we trouble you. 

Although we're treated tenderly — 

Everyone to us is kind — 
The things we like to do the most 

Are clouded in our mind. 

Still, soon, perhaps, ere long some day. 

Science soon will know 
The reasons why we are this way. 

And will make our troubles go. 

But now we fear most everything. 
And vision seems obscure; 

To hear even a church-bell ring 
Will cause commotion, sure. 



Our hands and limbs we can't keep still. 

Our memory's almost blank; 
Our headaches come from use of will: 
We live — so God we thank. 

— Wtli.ia:m E. Mai.oney, 
Corp. Hq. Co., 101 F. A. 




Laboratory Exterior. 



Morgue Interior. 



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The Thorn in the Flesh 

Brethren: This Sunday our discourse will be two-fold, for we choose from the lines 
of Matt. 24:15, "Whosoever readeth let him understand" — and from the II Corinthians, 

12:7-8, "And lest I should be exalted above measure There was given to me 

a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I should be exalted above 
measure. For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me." 

Brethren, "Whosoever shall read cannot but understand."' I quote this line because 
I feel that all who see these lines will comprehend beyond any misunderstanding — for we 
all know that within a certain time of a year, now seeming almost ancient, there went 
before us a number of men into the lands of Gordon and Oglethorpe. These men were 
young, but in spirit were desirous of obtaining the knowledge of Might. And after a 
score of fortnights the}' returned to us decorated with the silver and the golden bars; 
and we beheld them transformed: for they seemed the personification of knowledge, and 
their word was the word of the high. And too, you remember, for that time is not yet a 
thing beyond the memory of the most of you, that we looked up to these youths — trans- 
formed in hope that among them we might find a leader of leaders capable of taking us 
through the land of bondage safely into our own. But ah. Brethren, you must remember 
that we were proud men, men of aristocratic birth, men accustomed to the luxuries of life. 
And well did we know that the commander chosen by us must needs be one of our kind; 
one appreciative of our little wants and somewhat peculiar whims. And lo, it was in that 
hour ■'hat we saw the lightning shine out from the East (St. Louis) even unto the Soutli — 
for before us was sent a leader of men who waited with delight the coming of our cohorts 
of aristocracy — the Thorn in the Flesh, of which the text so eloquently speaks. 

Yea, verily, it was now time for us to cast aside our tailored robes for those that fit 
unwell, and exchange the rich man's boots for the hobnail of the Buck. We knew the time 
was nigh when, from the noi^e of the city, we were led submissively into the wilderness to 
fast for forty days and for forty nights with our leader, our commander, the Man among 
Men. 

To you. Brethren, belong the fruitage that comes of the harvest. To you it belongs, 
because it was none other than you who went with HIM in the early hours of the morn, 
when his clarion trumpet sounded the roll-call of Ihe day. It was you who stood like soldiers 
eternal when before you walked this man of might from whose voice came tongues of flame; 
whose voice was as the thunder in the mountains and as lightning in the evening skies. It 
was you who faced him when the tempest of ire reeled from his breast and smote all 
within its reaching; smote with a furv known onlv to the hurricane when it bellows through 
the forest at midnight. For well you all knew HIM to be a man of talent, possessed of 
the faculty of mighty ulanning that ran ungirdled. vet noiselessly, in precision as does the 
sneak thief in the dead hour of night when fidfilling his mission of wrong. 

This was the THORN, Brethren, that was given vou lest vou, in that hour, became 
unduly exalted. But your supplications were not in vain, thoush their hour of fulfillment 
seemed only too far into the future, when in the horror of those davs you stole quietly 
away to the hills for rest and for solace. How brave you were during tho.se times you 
went away into the noise of the citv, returning at an hour when HIS eyes were wrapt in 
sleep — yet no man then knew but that HIS voice might sound from the darkest corner of 
the hillside, or from one of those lonely corridors where football so seldomly was heard. 
Yours, indeed, was the care of cares, and certainly your reward will be a new strength 
that cannot but enable you to harvest those memories for that ripe season when you can 
say, "W'e have drawn the THORN from out our sides and cast IT forever from our 
midst." 



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WINDSOR CASTLE. 






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Facsimile of Letter Presented to Each Americas' Soldier on His Arrival in England. 



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Our First Reunion 




^HEN the Emory Unit held its last meeting, we were at Camp Gordon 
for demobilization. Elsewhere in this history will be found a record 
of the proceedings, and I shall mention only one phase of it. 

It was unanimously decided that annual re-unions should be held 
and a committee appointed to take charge. We were, therefore, called 
together on August 16, 1919, for our first re-union and were carried out to Dr. E. C. 
Davis' farm, about ten miles north of Atlanta, where a delightful barbecue was 
prepared for us. We were favored with talks from various members of the Unit, 
among them being Dr. Davis, Dr. Boland, Dr. Strickler, Dr. Bunce, Dr. Greene, 
Mr. Jake Harris, and Rev. Allgood. Notable speakers among the guests were 
Bishop Candler and Dr E. C. Thrash. 

The afternoon was great and everybody had a fine time. We feel indebted to 
Dr. Davis for his wonderful hospitality, and we realize more fully now than ever 
before how essential it is for us to continue these re-unions. It's going to be a rare 
pleasure to get together once a year hereafter and swap yarns about Blois, and the 
happenings at Madam Bedot's place, Annex 29 and the Hotel Angleterre. 

Before leaving, we again voted unanimously for the Annual Meetings, and 
Bishop Candler invited us to hold the 1920 re-union on the Emory University 
Campus in conjunction with that institution's Founder's Day exercises. The invi- 
tation was accepted. 

In due time each member of the organization will receive a notice of the coming 
re-union, and here's hoping we'll all be there. 



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The Emory Base Hospital 

To complete and perfect its equipment for 
service at the battle front the Emory Uni- 
versity Base Hospital, composed entirely of 
Georgia doctors and nurses, is in need of forty 
thousand dollars. It is not the purpose of 
those concerned to conduct a popular canvass 
for this fund; they are reiving altogether on 
voluntary contributions. 

Of all that M'e can do for our soldier boys 
in France or for the valiant troops of our 
al.ies, nothing is so vitally important as the 
sending of medical and surgical aid. That 
need is emphasized in every report from Eu- 
rope, and it is the one all-important mission 
to which America's humanitarian efforts now 
must be directed. 

The Emory Base Hospital is Georgia's dis- 
tinctive contribution to this cause. The phy- 
sicians and surgeons and nurses who make up 
the contingent are going to Europe at personal 
sacrifices which are really incalculable. Lay- 
ing aside all their material interests and break- 
ing, for the time being at least, their dearest 
human ties, they are going freely into the grim, 
perilous reaches of the war to serve their coun- 
try and mankind. The least their loyal fellow 
Georgians can do is to give the cause such 
financial aid as they can. 

Little is asked. The Government will pro- 
vide most of the needed equipment, but there 
are certain medical and surgical accessories 
for which no fund is available, yet which are 
essential to the best service. Hence the ap- 
peal for voluntary subscriptions to supply those 
needs in order that the Emory contingent may 
get promptly into the field. While the par- 
ticular point or territory to which this Base 
Hospital will be assigned is as yet unde- 
termined, there are earnest hopes that it may 
be detailed to the service of Georgia troops. 
Thvis the need of equipping it completely and 
without delay comes keenly home to tlie hearts 
of Georgia people. They can he counted upon, 
we feel sure, to raise this sum promptly, both 
as a matter of loj^alty to their country's cause 
and of love for their own gallant sons who 
will follow the flag to France. — The Atlanta 
Journal, August 15, 1917. 



WAR DEPARTMENT GIVES 
$40,000 TO EMORY UNIT 



Campaign for Funds for Special 

Equipment Will Be 

Continued. 



Although assurances that the war depart- 
ment has decided to equip the Emory Base 
Hospital were received from Washington yes- 
terday afternoon, authorities of the unit an- 
nounced last night that the campaign to 
secure funds will be continued in view of the 
fact that there is special equipment, in the 
way of instruments, etc., that is almost vital 
and which will not be supplied by the gov- 
ernment. 

In view of the war department's decision 
it will not be necessary, of course, to raise 
$40,000. Hospital authorities, however, will 
endeavor to secure .$10,000 from patriotic 
Georgians in the effort to make this unit the 
best in the field. 

"The news from Washington," said Dr. E. C. 
Davis, medical director, "means all the more 
that we must speed up on our campaign. It 
amounts to a positive assurance that the unit 
will be sent to active service at the earliest 
possible moment. Of course, the war depart- 
ment, in accordance with the decision just 
announced, will furnish the major portion of 
the equipment. However, we must have funds 
for special equipment that will not be sup- 
plied, so our campaign will be continued, in 
order that we mav make this unit the best of 
. all." 

Dr. Davis has called a meeting of all inter- 
ested in the hospital to be held Friday night 
at 8 o'clock in the lecture room of the medical 
coUese, just across the street from the Grady 
hospital. It is urged that not only those con- 
nected with the unit, but public spirited citi- 
zens generally, be present to discuss plans for 
continuing the campaign. 

Some gratifying contributions were received 
yesterday. It is" requested that all who will 
donate send their contvihutinns to Dr. Davis 
at 2.5 East L-nden street.— T/ie Atlanta Consti- 
tution, August 17, 1917. 



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A Corner in the Laboratory. 




Part of the Eve. Ear, Nose and Throat Clinics. 



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Emory Base Hospital 

Is Ready for Service, 

Says Medical Director 

Dr. E. C. Davis, medical director of the Em- 
ory Base Hospital, telegraphed Congressman 
William Schley Howard Saturday morning 
that the unit is ready for immediate service. 

The message was sent in response to a tele- 
gram from Mr. Howard Friday night asking 
how soon the unit could be ready for service, 
regardless of equipment. 

Dr. Davis promptly replied that the per- 
sonnel of the hospital is complete except for 
the adjutant, and indicated that the sooner 
the unit is called into activity the more all 
concerned will be pleased. 

Doctors, nurses and enlisted men of the unit 
held an enthusiastic meeting Friday night in 
a lecture room of the Emory School of Med- 
icine to discuss the campaign for $10,000 for 
special equipment that will not be provided by 
the war department and to talk over details 
preparatory to federalization, which is ex- 
pected within a few days. 

The meeting was an enthusiastic affair at 
which enthusiasm over the prospect of early 
service ran high. — The Atlanta Journal, Au- 
gust 18, 1917. 



Emory Hospital Unit 

To Be Equipped by U. S., 

Not by Private Funds 



Washington, Aug. 13. — As a result of a con- 
ference held here Saturday between Natioml 
Red Cross authorities and Judge Walter F. 
Colauitt, of the Georgia Red Cross, the sum 
of .$40,000, which was to have been raiseil by 
subscription for the equipment of the Emory 
College Hospital unit, has been waived, anil 
the unit will be equipped by the National Red 
Cross or by the United States Government. 

It is understood that this step was in keep- 
ine with an atrreement made at the time the 
unit was organized, when the city of Atlanta 
was stricken by its disastrous fire and its citi- 
zens gave so generously to the work of the 
Red Cross at that time. 

It is believed also that Judge Colquitt's trip 
served to expedite the federalization of the 
Emory College unit, and its members likely 
will be mustered in by September 1, if not 
before that date. — The Atlanta Georgian, Au- 
gust 13, 1917. 



Early Service Expected 

By the Emory Base Unit; 
Rousing Meeting Is Held 

That Emory Base Hospital unit. No. 43, will 
at a very early date be taken into the federal 
service was indicated last night in a telegram 
sent local officials by Congressman W. S. 
Howard, requesting a complete list of the 
membership and asking if the members are 
ready for immediate service in France. The 
necessary information will be furnished Mr. 
Howard at once. 

This telegram followed an enthusiastic meet- 
ing last night in a lecture room at the Emory 
School of Medicine to discuss details looking 
toward active service. 

A sort of a big family gathering it was, at 
which every angle of the hospital's work was 
discussed by the doctors, nurses and enlisted 
men and a regular hurrah finish was provided 
when Dr. Frank K. Boland led in the singing 
of "America." 

Dr. E. C. Davis, medical director, presided 
and explained the campaign which has been 
conducted during the past week to secure $10,- 
000 for special equipment that will not be pro- 
vided by the war department. It was stated 
that the war department will equip the hos- 
pital with absolute essentials at as early a 
date as possible, but that special equipment 
which is deemed necessary to make the unit 
absolutely complete and efficient, will not be 
given. 

It developed that the personnel of the unit 
already is practically complete and that the 
only further needs are one tailor and one shoe- 
maker. Applicants for such positions are re- 
quested to apply to Dr. Davis, at 25 East 
Linden street. 

Confidence was expressed by a number of 
■speakers that the local Red Cross may be de- 
pended on soon to make liberal contributions, 
particularly in view of the fact that this is 
the only base hospital unit from this section. 
Its importance was emphasized through the of- 
ficial report that this and similar units must 
care for the sick and wounded in the war zone, 
since the government has decided not to send 
theni home. 

The meeting was attended not only by those 
connected with the hospital, but by a number 
of citizens interested in its activities. — The At- 
lanta Constitution, August 18, 1917. 



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EMORY BASE 

HOSPITAL TO ENLIST 

IN U. S. ARMY 



EMORY BASE HOSPITAL 

CALLS FOR MORE MEN 



i'he enlisted personnel cf the Emory Base 
Hospital, unit No. 43, will be enlisted in the 
regular army without delay and promptly sent 
to Port Oglethorpe for training. 

Th's information was contained in a tele- 
gram received Saturday afternoon by Dr. E. C. 
Davis, medical director of the unit, from Cap- 
tain Burnett, at Washington. 

This sets at rest all rumors that the Emory 
unit will not get into active service at an early 
date and dispels the fear that men will be 
lost to the unit through the selective army 
plan. 

The telegram follows a plea from Dr. Davis 
that the men of his unit be federalized as 
promptly as possible in order to be protected 
from selection from the new army, thereby de- 
creasing and demoralizing the Emory organi- 
zation. 

Dr. Davis explained that only the enlisted 
men will be taken into the regular army and 
that this order, of course, will not affect the 
nurses and doctors. It is expected that the 
men will be ordered to Fort Oglethorpe within 
the next few days and that the entire unit 
will begin active service as soon as the period 
of intensive training is finished. — The Atlanta 
Journal, August 18, 1917. 



WOMEN OF ATLANTA AID 
EMORY BASE HOSPITAL 



Atlanta women are evidencing an active in- 
terest in the equipment of the Emory Base 
Hospital, and not only are making cash con- 
tributions, but will further aid by supplying 
bandages, authorities of the unit announced 
Saturday. 

Mrs. John W. Grant, an officer of the Red 
Cross, has offered the services of the local 
chapter in making bandages, and Mrs. W. F. 
Calhoun has turned over to Dr. E. C. Davis, 
the medical director, .$50 in cash, which was 
secured through a benefit given by a ladies' 
club, of which she is an official. 

Still another Atlanta lady has contributed 
an automobile, which will be converted into an 
ambulance. Dr. T. P. Hinman corrected the 
impression that the machine was given by him. 



The Emory Base Hospital is anxious to fill, 
as early as possible, vacancies in the enlisted 
personnel that have occurred through the call 
of a number of men under the selective army 
law. Officers point out the splendid chances 
for speedy promotion in this unit, the fed- 
eralization of which will prevent further in- 
roads on its list of men. The unit also is in 
need of additional cooks. 

The campaign of the hospital for funds is 
being pushed with all possible speed. Already 
a number of women's organizations in Atlanta 
have evidenced an active interest in the unit 
and authorities are assured that many others 
will aid at an early date. Several' benefit 
entertainments are to be given. 

More than .$10,000 must be secured " at an 
early date, provided Atlanta's own unit goes 
into the field properly prepared to care for 
the sick and wounded. All contributions are 
to be sent to Dr. E. C. Davis, medical director. 
No. 25 East Linden street. — The Atlanta 
Georgian, August 27, 1917. 



stating that he contributed it for an Atlanta 
woman who wishes her name withheld. 

Further encouragement has come to the hos- 
pital authorities through the announcement 
that a number of the women's organizations are 
planning to aid the campaign for equipment. 
The hospital needs more than $10,000 for equip- 
ment supplemental to that which will be fur- 
nished by the war department, and asks that 
contributions be sent to the medical director, 
Dr. Davis, at 2.5 East Linden street. 

Efforts will be made to have the Emory 
unit so placed that it will care for the Geor- 
gia sick and wounded, although it is not cer- 
tain that this will be accomplished. The cam- 
paign for funds has developed more than ordi- 
nary interest through the announcement that 
sick and wounded will be cared for in the base 
hospitals and not sent home. 

Dr. Davis announced that there are now 
openings for enlisted men with the Emory unit, 
vacancies having been created through the se- 
lective service army law. The federalization 
of the unit will protect its men in the futvire 
from being called for other service. The en- 
listed men rank as privates, but there is splen- 
did chance for early promotion to sergeants. 

There also is an opening in this imit for 
cook?.— T7i« Atlanta Journal, August 26, 1917. 



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EMORY UNIT IS 

OFF TO CAMP 



The enlisted personnel of the Emory Uni- 
versity Unit, Base Hospital No. 43, were 
mobilized Monday at the Davis-Fischer Sani- 
tarium in Linden street, the roll called, and 
the men sent on special cars to Camp Gordon, 
where they will begin their training in the 
base hospital. Nearly all of the 153 men re- 
ported and the others were expected during the 
day. 

The physicians and nurses of the unit will 
not report until new orders are received, and 
will continue their private professional duties 
until that time. 

The unit is composed of 35 physicians and 
surgeons, 153 enlisted men, some of whom will 
be made sergeants, and 100 registered nurses. 
They are drawn from all parts of the South. 
The physicians of the unit are all in various 
training camps, familiarizing themselves with 
the work with the exception of Major E. C. 
Davis, Captain E. G. Ballenger, Lieutenant 
R. C. Black, Lieutenant John S. Derr and 
Lieutenant Witherspoon Wallace, dental sur- 
geon. 

Training Begins at Once. 
The unit has been assigned at Camp Gordon 
to Block E, Nos. 26 to 29. The enlisted men 
will at once begin their training in the base 
hospital at the camp. The unit will be under 
the command of Lieutenant and Adjutant J. 
P. McGee until the other officers are ordered 
to duty. 

"The preparations for putting the unit in 
the field have not been neglected," said Dr. 
Davis, the major in command, at his office 
Monday. "We have had eight men at Camp 
Gordon since December, in the school for 
bakers and cooks; one at Washington learn- 
ing to be an X-ray technician, and others in 
various special work. 

"When we go abroad we shall take 500 beds 
with us, and probably will be assigned to 
handle 1,000 or more. We shall conduct a com- 
plete base hospital behind the lines." 

A medical officer of the regular array, a 
major or lieutenant colonel, will be given com- 



Places Still Open 

In the Emory Unit, 

Officers Announce 



There is still opportunity to become con- 
nected with the Emory Base Hospital, au- 
thorities announced last night. Through the 
fact that a number of the enlisted men have 
been called under the selective army law, there 
are vacancies in this personnel and the unit is 
also in need of more cooks. 

The federalization of the unit, it was stated, 
will guard against further loss. The enlisted 
men rank as privates, but there is exceptional 
opportunity for almost immediate promotion. 
At an early date the enlisted men will go 
in training at Fort Oglethorpe, the nurses and 
doctors remaining at their usual duties at 
home until the order for active service comes. 
In the meantime the authorities of the unit 
are conducting a vigorous campaign for funds 
for equipment supplemental to that which will 
be supplied by the war department. In order 
adequately to equip the unit for care of the 
sick and wounded more than .$10,000 is still 
needed, and it is requested that donations be 
sent to the medical director. Dr. E. C. Davis, 
25 East Linden street. 

The importance of equipping the unit as 
thoroughly as possible is emphasized through 
the fact that the sick and wounded will not 
be sent home, but will be cared for at the base 
hospitals. The work of the Emory unit is 
further driven home to Atlantians and Geor- 
gians generally through efforts to have the 
hospitals so located that it will care for the 
Geoigia troops. — The Atlanta Constitution 
August 26, 1917. 

mand of the unit when it goes into service as 
a whole. He has not yet been assigned. 

The unit lacks about 30 nurses of the 100 
required, and will accept volunteers from 
among registered nurses. It cannot use ama- 
teurs. Six enlisted men are also lacking. They 
must not be of conscriptive age. All the phy- 
sicians needed are now enrolled. 



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EMORY BASE HOSPITAL. 

A movement will be launched next week to 
raise an emergency fund for the Emory Base 
Hospital, which is now undergoing intensive 
training at Camp Gordon in preparation for 
early departure to France. 

This emergency fund is to be used by the 
hospital in providing any facilities it may 
need in addition to the regular facilities pro- 
vided by the government, and in taking special 
care of any members of the organization who 
may need certain things not included in their 
equipment by the government. 

Other cities where base hospitals were or- 
ganized have treated them handsomely in this 
matter of an emergency fund, and Atlanta 
cannot afford to be less generous or patriotic. 
Emory Base Hospital is composed of the 
flower of Atlanta's young physicians, as well 
as many of established practice, and the 
flower of Atlanta's trained nurses. It would 
be much easier for these men and women, 
from the standpoint of personal comfort and 
professional careers, to stay here at home in 
peace and plenty; but answering the call of 
patriotism they have enlisted in a work as 
difficult and dangerous as any on the battle 
line. 

Dropping bombs on hospitals where nurses 
and doctors are healing wounded men is one 
of the favorite diversions of the Prussian bar- 
barians who are now making their supreme 
effort to impose Prussian methods upon the 
civilized nations of the world, and hence the 
work is well-nigh as dangerous as front line 
duty in the trenches. Anyone who thinks a 
nurse or a doctor in a base hospital is out 
of the danger zone was never more mistaken 
in his life. 

A large majority of the personnel of Emory 
Base Hospital is composed of Atlantians. This 
organization, formed in this city, going from 
here as a complete unit, will represent Atlanta 
more directly than perhaps any other organi- 
zation in France. 

We owe them, therefore, a special duty of 
admiration and gratitude, and the way to 
show our appreciation of that duty is to raise 
the emergency fund right away. The pro- 
posal does not come from any member of the 
organization. It is launched by men and wo- 
men entirely outside of the unit. They are 
' entitled to the whole-hearted support of all 
patriotic and public-spirited citizens. — Th^ 
Atlanta Journal, March 31, 1918. 



Emory Base Hospital 

Unit Goes to Gordon 

For Training Course 



The enlisted personnel of Emory Base Hos- 
pital, Unit No. 43, was mobilized 'at 10 o'clock 
Monday morning at the Davis-Fischer Sani- 
tarium on Linden street, being transferred at 
once to Camp Gordon to begin the course of 
training which will prepare the men for active 
service in the field. 

A special car carried the enlisted men to 
the cantonment at 10:30, none of the officers, 
with the exception of Lieutenant J. P. McGee, 
adjutant of the unit, accompanying them, since 
most of the officers are already in training. 
Lieutenant McGee will be in command of the 
men during their course in training. 

Major E. C. Davis, medical director of the 
unit, received orders several days ago to as- 
semble the enlisted personnel for training, and 
in response to telegraphic summons, the men 
have been arriving in Atlanta from all sections 
of the South. The Emory unit includes repre- 
sentatives of some of the most prominent fam- 
ilies in the .south, and is an exceptionally high- 
class organization. The officers are physicians 
and surgeons of special prominence in their 
profession. 

One hundred and fifty-three men will take 
the course of training at Camp Gordon, one 
man having been despatched to Wa.shineton, 
D. C, to receive instructions in the assembling 
of X-ray .apparatus. There are eisht men 
already at Camp Gordon in the cooking and 
baking school. 

Of the quota of one hundred trained nurses 
included in the unit, thirty are still to be se- 
cured. The nurses will not join the organiza- 
tion until it is ready to sail for France. Ap- 
plications from graduate nurses should be sent 
to Miss Carrie Dantzler, chief nurse of the 
imit, now stationed at the Davis-Fischer Sani- 
tarium. — The Atlanta Jotirnnl, March 4, 1918. 



EMORY UNIT MUSTERED IN. 

The entire enlisted personnel of Emory Base 
Hospital Unit No. 43, has been ordered to re- 
port to Lieutenant J. P. McGee, at 2.5 East 
I-inden street, Monday morning, March 4, at 
10 o'clock. Transportation has been arranged 
and the men will be taken to Camp Gordon 
for duty on that date. 

Lieutenant McGee has also announced that 
no more applications for enlistment can be 
accepted bv the unit officers.— Tfte Atlanta 
Journal, March 2, 1918. 



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Sunshine ancf Shadows 



On Saying Good-Bye 

We told him good-bye as casually 

As we would flick a- white string from a black 

coat. 
Dry-eyed, we smiled up at him 
Even though our heart-strings pulled 
To the elastic limit. 

How could we weep? 

His spirit so supreme it gave us courage — 
We — who bore him, fathered, sistered him. 
"I'm here to take orders, sir," he said. 

A few short weeks since, resentful of au- 
thority. 
Shifting responsibilitv, laughing advices down. 
Now, living under a commandmg pyramid. 
Such are our men ! 

They give themselves. 

And we. 

Proud of these elements within them that 

counteract the acid test, 
Stand with shoulders back. 
Misty our eyes, but bright. 
We "smile and pray away our fears 
Till only love is left! 

April, 1918. -RAY NEELY. 

Sunshine and shadows mingled in the 
week's social life— the shadows in the im- 
pending departure of so many of the soldiers, 
and sunshine in the spirit and attitude of the 
women left at home— but in war service. 

Those called upon to give the most are 
oftime the bravest, and there was emphatic 
example of this seen in the participation of 
the Atlanta women who helped entertain the 
Emory Base Hospital unit at the Piedmont 
Driving Club Friday, April 12, 1918. 

In the receiving- line were the officers of 
the Atlanta chapter of the Red Cross, headed 
by Mr. Ashcraft; also offioers of the South- 
ern Red Cross division, and the wives of the 
officers in the Emory Base Hospital unit, 
whose husbands have given up home, practice, 
income, that they may go and serve their 
country in the military hospitals abroad. 

The ' committee in charge of the entertain- 
ment included Mrs. Preston Arkwright, Mrs. 
Frederick Hodgson, Mrs. Lee Ashcraft. 

The decorations were in the flags of the 
allies, while on the two serving tables from 
which coffee was served, there were shower 
bouquets of red carnations and snowballs tied 



with streamers of blue. Mrs. W. S. Elkin pre- 
sided at one table and Mrs. Milton Dargan at 
the other. 

Miss Dantzler, head of the nurses in the 
Emory Base Hospital unit, was among the 
first guests to arrive, and soon after in the 
line of enlisted men came her brother, one of 
the volunteers in the unit's enlisted men. 

Later came the nurses who have been at 
Camp Gordon in training, wearing the pret- 
tiest uniform in the world — the white frock, 
the head piece in white with the little red 
cross, and their army capes of blue, lined with 
red. 

Among the guests were the mothers, wives, 
sweethearts of the members of the unit, and 
there were grandfathers and fathers and 
younger or older brothers — all there with the 
cheering smiles and heavy hearts. 

"Colonel, this is my mother and this is my 
aunt," said a young private presenting the 
two elderly ladies. Then and there the ladies 
took occasion to tell the colonel "how good 
their bo}' was," and the colonel agreed with 
them. 

A few minutes afterward the same trio 
went off to themselves, and when the orches- 
tra began the "Home, Sweet Home" refrain, 
and the boy had to leave the mother and the 
aunt were left so lonety and yet so happy that 
they had met the colonel; met the other offi- 
cers and heard how much all Atlanta honored 
the military organization the Emory unit rep- 
resents and that Atlanta's heart would follow 
their boy — and all the others in the Emory 
Base Hospital unit. 

Mrs. Preston Arkwright was the national 
representative from the American Red Cross 
present; Colonel Peel, Dr. Suavely and Mr. 
Phelps were present, representing the South- 
ern division, and sponsoring the gifts made 
to the nurses and the enlisted personnel of 
the unit. 

Mrs. Richard Johnston, vice-chairman of 
the Atlanta chapter of the Red Ci'oss, also 
represented the woman's committee. Council of 
Nationa' Defense, in the gathering. 

Mrs. Frederick Hodgson and Dr. Elkin were 
warmly congratulated on their efforts in se- 
curing the emergency fund, which is still open 
to those who have not had the chance to con- 
tribute; funds still to be sent to the treasurer, 
James F. Alexander, of the American Na- 
tional Bank. — The Atlanfa Journal, April 12, 
1918. 



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ATLANTIANS HELPING 
FUND FOR EMORY 

HOSPITAL UNIT 



Organization About to Go Overseas 

to Battle Zone Is Local 

Enterprise 



Dozens of individuals, numerous business 
firms, people in all walks of life, are joining 
in the campaign to raise the fund that is to 
be presented to the Emory Base Hospital. 

The fund is for Atlanta's own hospital, is 
to help Atlanta's own doctors who are dis- 
daining pecuniary gain to serve; is to help 
Atlanta's own nob'.e nurses who are braving 
hardships of overseas war work; is to help 
them save the lives and mend the bodies of 
perhaps Atlanta's own boys when they fall 
before Hun hordes in defense of the people 
back home. 

Already the fund is well under way, but 
still there are thousands upon thousands of 
persons who are yet to grasp the opportunity 
to help in one of the greatest of causes. 

Every Atlantian is being urged to send his 
donation to this fund, all of which is to be 
devoted to conducting the work of the Emory 
Base Hospital, to Dr. W. S. Elkin or Mrs. 
Frederick Hodgson. 

Since the Emory unit may sail within the 
next few weeks it is urgent that contributions 
be made at once. Following is a list of those 
who already have contributed: 

T. E. Addison, W. E. Chapin, Judge John 
S. Candler, Asa G. Candler, Sr., L. Everhart, 
John W. Grant, Dr. Joseph Jacobs, Mrs. Ber- 
tha Ric.i. William T. Rich, Walter H. Rich, 
B. E. Sale, W. D. Thomson, Charles T. Cro- 
mer, Alexander W. Smith, E. V. Carter, T. 
G. Woolford, Theo. W. Martin, Oscar Davis, 
S. G. Carter, Thomas D. Stewart, H. R. Du- 
rand, William Candler, J. Carroll Payne, Asa 
G. Candler, Jr., L. G. Neal, E. Woodruff, W. 
T. Downing, B. M. Blount, Hirsch Brothers, 
Lawrence Floral Company, Hemphill Avenue 
Pharmacy, Exposition Cotton Mills, Southern 
Book Concern, Oglesby Grocery Company, 
Alonzo Richardson & Co., Franklin & Cox, 
King Hardware Company, Milton Dargan, 
Royal Insurance Company, Atlanta Wooden- 
ware Company, Dodson Printers' Supply Com- 
pany, Bell Laundry, J. Froshin, Ragan-Malone 
' Company, White Provision Company, Ridley- 



Yates Company, Frederick Disinfecting Com- 
pany, Piedmont Cotton Mills, V. H. Krieg- 
shaber & Son, R. O. Campbell Coal Company, 
Dr. W. S. Aiken, Dr. C. C. Aven, Dr. G. D 
Aver, Dr. E. V. Bailey, Dr. N. W. Baird, Dr. 
W. T. Bivins, Dr. E. Bates Block, Dr. R. A. 
Bartholomew, Dr. Howard Bucknell, Dr. M. 
T. Benson, Dr. F. Pbinizy Calhoun, Dr. J. L. 
Campbell, Dr H. G. Carter, Dr. W. S. Elkin, 
Dr. Arch Elkin, Dr. L. C. Fisher, Dr. J. T. 
Floyd, Dr. W. L. Funkhouser, Dr. L. M. 
Gaines, Dr. B. B. Gay, Dr. W. S. Goldsmith, 
Dr. O. D. Hall, Dr. L. Sage Hardin, Dr. F. G. 
Hodgson, Dr. M. M. Hull, Dr. E. G. Jones, 
Dr. J. C. Johnson, Dr. J. O. Kmard, Dr. H. 
M. Lokey, Dr. J. D. Manget, Dr. F. W. Mc- 
Rae, Dr. Hal C. Miller, Dr. C. M. Mashburn, 
Dr. G. H. Noble, Dr. C. H. Paine, Dr. G. W. 
Quillian, Dr. H. L. Reynolds, Dr. C. E. Rushin, 
Dr. L. C. Roughlin, Dr. Dunbar Rov, Dr. S. 
J. Sinkoe, Dr. R. G. Stephens, Dr. C. W. 
Strickler, Dr. Cosbv Swanson, Dr. E. C. 
Thrash, Dr. C. E. Waits, Dr. J. C. Weaver, 
Dr. Charles Wilkins. — The Atlanta Journal, 
April 2, 1918. 



EMORY HOSPITAL 

UNIT EXPECTS 

LEAVING ORDERS 



With Lieutenant Colonel S. U. Marietta, of 
the regular army, designated as its command- 
er, the Emory Base Hospital LTnit, now sta- 
tioned at Camp Gordon, is expecting to receive 
orders at an early date to leave for France. 

In view of the practical certainty that the 
unit will be in overseas service within possibly 
a few weeks, members of the committee are 
seeking to raise an emergency fund for the 
unit at the earliest possible moment. 

The campaign being conducted in Atlanta is 
under the direction of Mrs. Frederick Hodg- 
son and of Dr. W. S. Elkin. Because of the 
fact that the Emory unit is Atlanta's own, 
composed largely of Atlanta doctors who are 
serving at heavy financial sacrifice; of At- 
lanta boys, of Atlanta nurses, the people of 
Atlanta particularly are being urged to sub- 
scribe to the emergency fund. 

George A. Albright came forwurd Friday 
with the suggestion that all Atlantians en- 
titled to a rebate on the January and Feb- 
ruary gas bills contribute their rebate to the 
fund. 



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According to the estimate of the gas com- 
pany the rebate will aggregate about $30,000. 
Now, the people of Atlanta," says Mr 
Albright, "have all paid tliese bills and are 
living right along, which shows what 'little 
bits' will amount to. Now to my point: 

The Emory Hospital unit is something that 
belongs to Atlanta. What about the people 
of Atlanta voting that $30,000 rebate to the 
Emory Hospital unit? 

"I need my part of that rebate as badly 
as anybody, but would be might- glad to see 
my part go to this cause. Our slogan is 'give 
and then give more and then give until it 
hurts.' A thing of this kind would be in 
keeping with the Atlanta spirit." 

Subscriptions to the fund may be sent to 
L>r. Elkin, whose offices are in' the Candler 
building; to Mrs. Hodgson at her residence 
in Druid Hills, or to James Alexander, treas- 
urer of the fund, in the American National 
Bank. — The Atlanta Jom-nal. April 6, 1918. 



BANNER IS PRESENTED 

TO EMORY BASE UNIT 



An audience of probably three thousand 
people attended tne farewell services for the 
Emory University Base Hospital unit held in 
the Wesley Memorial Church Sunday night. 
The services were featured by presentation to 
the unit of a handsome silk banner, the gift 
of the Atlanta Ministers' Association, to dis- 
tinguish the unit in France. 

In an address full of eloquence and patri- 
otic sentiment, Bishop Warren A. Candler, on 
behalf of the ministers' association, presented 
the flag to Lieutenant Colonel Marietta, in 
command of the unit, who in a graceful and 
appreciative speech, accepted it for the or- 
ganization. 

The unit attended the services in a body 
and occupied a section of seats in the center 
of the church. Thev were flanked on either 
side by hundreds of their personal friends, 
most of the unit being made up of Atlantans. 

A number of the Methodist churches of the 
citv closed their doors Sunday night in order 
that their pastors and members of their con- 
greo'ations might attend, the services which 
would perhaps mark the last public appear- 
ance ■ 1 Atlanta of the organization as a whole, 
before embarkation for overseas. It is now 
mobilizing at Camp Gordon. 

A program of music appropriate to the oc- 
casion was furnished bv the Trinity church 
choir, led by Charles A. Sheldon, Jr.-^TAe At- 
lanta .Tourn-al, April 1-t, lfll8. 



EMORY HOSPITAL UNIT 
DANCE BIG MILITARY AFFAIR 



One of the largest and most successful mil- 
itary affairs of the season was the supper- 
dance given by the Atlanta Chapter of the 
Red Cross in honor of Emory Base Hospital 
unit, under command of Lieutenant Colonel 
Marietta, U. S. A., which is made up mostly 
of Atlantans, at the Piedmont Driving Club, 
Friday evening. 

Besides being a social affair, this gathering 
was for the purpose of presenting $T,000, which 
was subscribed for the emergency fund. Lee 
Ashcraft, chairman of the Atlanta Chapter 
of the Red Cross, introduced Judge Walter 
Colquitt, who made the presentation speech. 
Lieutenant Colonel Marietta accepted the fund 
on behalf of the unit, and Major E. C. Davis 
expressed the appreciation for 'the doctors and 
nurses and men. A number of interesting 
speeches were made by prominent men. 

Dancing began at 8 o'clock in the ballroom 
of the club, which was elaborately decorated 
with hundreds of ,\merican, Belgian, French 
and British flags which were draped on the 
ceiling and walls, and two large buffet tables 
stood at one end of the room, from which 
supper was served. They had as central dec- 
orations large baskets of crimson and white 
carnations, the handles tied with crimson tulle. 

The hosts and hostesses on this occasion in- 
cluded Lee Ashcraft, chairman of the Atlanta 
Chapter of the Red Cross; Dr. W. S. Elkin 
and Mrs. Frederick Hodgson, Red Cross 
chairmen appointed for this affair; Mr. 
Phelps, chairman of the Southern Red Cross 
Division; Major E. C. Davis, president of the 
medical faculty of Emory University; 
Colonel William Lawson Peel,' Mrs. Richard 
Johnston, Mrs. Preston Arkwright, chairman 
of the entertainment committee; Mrs. Lee 
Ashcraft, Mrs. Eugene Black, Mrs. Charles 
Sciple, Sr., Mrs. W. S. Elkin, Mrs. Milton 
Dargan, Sr., Mrs. W. P. Nicholson, Mrs. T. 
P. Hinman. 

The ball was opened by a cotillion figure, 
in which the favors were presents, including 
comfort kits, sweaters and two pairs of 
knitted socks for the men of the unit, and 
sweaters for the nurses. 

The guests included the officers, doctors, 
nurses, men and their friends. — The Atlanta 
Georgian, April 12, 1918. 



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DR. DAVIS, BACK FROM FRANCE, PRAISES 
EMORY ONIT AND U. S. TROOPS 



Tribute Paid Boys of 82d Di- 
vision for Glorious Stand in 
Argonne Forest — Take Good 
Care of Wounded. 



With the news that the boys of the Emory 
University unit, Atlanta's own base hospital, 
now overseas, are well and happy; with a trib- 
ute to Camp Gordon's own division, the 
Eighty-second, for its stand in Argonne for- 
est and other battles, and with the comfort- 
ing assurance that American wounded are re- 
ceiving the best attention science can provide, 
Dr. E. C. Davis is home from France. 

Dr. Davis, whose major's insignia has given 
way to the silver leaves of a lieutenant colonel 
as the result of his distinguished service, bears 
stories of the heroism of American troops; of 
the service Atlantians have rendered; of base 
hospital life, and of the rigors of the life in 
a first-aid dressing station. 

Recently an illness following a severe attack 
of grippe necessitated his taking a rest, so he 
was ordered home. The cessation of hostilities 
makes it probable that he will return to civil 
life in Atlanta at an early date. 

Tolonel Davis was one of a number of lead- 
ing Georgia medical men who joined the Em- 
ory unit, base hospital 43, which is composed 
largely of Atlanta boys and Atlanta nurses. 
The original personnel of the unit remains 
almost intact, although there have been nu- 
merous additions. Two of the doctors. Cap- 
tain Will Roberts and Captain Charles Dow- 
man, recently were transferred to the front to 
serve in dressing stations. 

Netvs of Emory Unit. 

For the first time, thanks to the return 
home of Colonel Davis, Atlanta has first-hand 



news of the life of the Emory unit and of its 
ideal location in France. 

"About all we could write up to this time," 
said Colonel Davis, "was a note giving our 
diet, our physical condition and the condition 
of the weather. 

"Since our diet and physical condition were 
always pretty good and the weather always 
bad, there wasn't much news in a note of that 
sort." 

Ever since its arrival in France, the Emory 
unit has been located in the city of Blois, 
about ninety miles from Paris; historic Blois, 
famed for its beautiful gardens and Chateau 
of Catherine de Medici. In the same town are 
the S. O. S. (service of supply) and C. O. D. 
(casual officers' depai-tment) . 

The Emory unit is quartered in seven 
school buildings and monasteries, many of the 
officers living in the home of a baron. From 
a hospital of 600 the unit has grown to a hos- 
pital of 3,000 patients. 

Colonel Davis told of the life of the unit 
from the time it took the Olympic from Ho- 
boken. Of the rest camp in England; of the 
trip to France on a boat where the floors 
were the beds; of being billeted for three 
days in a French rest camp that expected 
German air raids every moonlight night and 
then of the life at Blois. 

Brave American Wounded. 

For the most part the casualties handled 
by the Emory unit have been those received 
from evacuation hospitals near the front. 

During the Chateau-Thierry fighting, how- 
ever, the wounded were rushed to the Emory 
hospital direct from the front, trainload after 
trainload of mangled humanity being dumped 
into the operating rooms daily. These, for the 
most part, were wounded German prisoners 
and American marines, the Germans docile 
and apparently glad to have been made pris- 
oners, the marines uncomplaining, no matter 
how severe their wounds. 

Colonel Davis told of the fine bravery of 
the severelv wounded. 



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"I have seen men literally shot to pieces, 
yet lying there waiting their turn without a 
groan," he said. "But some of the fellows 
with slight wounds didn't fail to make them- 
selves known." 

He recalled the cases of so-called "shell- 
shock," of men who would sit about the hos- 
pital rooms apparently as weU as anyone, but 
dive for cover, burying their heads," ostrich- 
like, at the first rumble of an approaching 
thunder storm. * 

He told of the admiration of the French for 
American bravery, French who think the 
Americans are too brave, just like thev think 
they "wash too much." He substantiated the 
ott-repeated assertion that no one knows what 
the French do with water, except Irvin Cobb, 
who, witnessing a magician's performance at a 
vaudeville theater, made the discovery that 
they keep gold-fish in it. 

Yanks Tire of Wine. 

Which brings us to the wine-drinking of 
American soldiers and the assertion bv Colonel 
Davis that there is no probability of American 
soldiers coming home with a demand that "we 
must have our wines." 

"When he first gets over," said Colonel Da- 
vis, "the soldier thinks it's wonderful that he 
can get a whole bottle of wine for a few 
francs. He buys a bottle then another and 
he drinks wine instead of water for a few 
weeks. Then, the novelty having worn off, he 
grows tired and, almost invariably, loses his 
desire for wines. Experience has "shown that 
the wise course has been Just to leave them 
alone. They'll soon get tired of wine." 

Colonel Davis recited stories of his life 
near the front whce he was sent for observa- 
tion duties, of learning to distinguish the 
drone of French air motors from the sputter 
of the boche machine, of growing used to noise 
of the big guns. 

Then of the fighting of 4he Eighty-second, 
which was in the Argonne forest", pitted 
against the most daring of Prussians, when 
the war ended. 

Dr. Davis was recommended for promotion 
to lieutenant-clonel oh July 18. He has been 
with the Emory unit ever since leaving At- 
lanta except for the short time he was near 
the front. The probabilities are that the unit 
will remain in France for some time yet, be- 
cause their duties are still heavy. 

In a'l likelihood they will remain quartered 
at Blois, where the French children and little 
Belgian refugees still run forward with hands 
full of flowers, with blades of grass when 
they can't find flowers, whenever American 
.soldiers pass by. 



THE EMORY UNIT ARRIVES 

There is deep hearted rejoicing in Atlanta 
and throughout the South over the tidings 
that the Emory Unit, known officially as Base 
Hospital 43, has arrived safely overseas. Or- 
ganized in this city and traine"d at Camp Gor- 
don, the Emory Unit holds a peculiarly warm 
place in the pride and affection of the At- 
lanta people. Its personnel includes phy- 
sicians and surgeons of such distinction as 
Dr. E. C. Davis and Dr. Frank K. Boland, 
whose sacrifices to serve their country are 
truly incalculable. The roll is a long and hon- 
orable one: Dr. Charles E. Dowman, Dr. Cy- 
rus Strickler, Dr. E. C. Ballinger, Dr. Allen 
H. Bunce, Dr. John Fitts, Dr. E. H. Green, 
Dr. J. P. McGee, Dr. C. E. Lawrence, Dr. 
Will Roberts and numerous , others. Ac- 
companying them are scores of young men and 
women who represent the South's finest tra- 
ditions of breedins and education and char- 
acter. A more distinctive orgaiiization of the 
kind, we dare say, will not be found in all the 
.'ervice, nor one that will reflect higher credit 
upon its homeland. — The Atlanta Journal, 
June 2.5, 1918. 



Emory Hospital Unit, 

Organized in Atlanta, 

Across Ocean Safely 



News that the Emory Unit, officially known 
as Base Hospital +3, and officered by many 
of Georgia's best known medical men, has ar- 
rived safely oveiseas, was brought to Atlanta 
in calile dispatches Tuesday. 

The Emory Unit is one of the most distinct- 
ive base hospitals in existence. The personnel 
of its enlisted men is made up of many of the 
most prominent young men of the South, and 
its doctors are leaders in their profession who 
have volunteered for service in most cases at 
personal sacrifice. 

The unit was organized in .\tlanta and 
trained at Camp Gordon. Before leaving it 
was presented with more than $8,000, con- 
tributed by Atlanta people as a hospiLa! 
emergency fund. 

Among the prominent Atlanta medical men 
who officered the unit are Dr. E. C. Davis, Dr. 
Frank K. Boland, Dr. Charles E. Dowman, 
Dr. Cyrus Strickler, Dr. E. C. Ballinger, Dr. 
Allen H. Bunce, Dr. John Fitts, Drr E. H. 
Green. Dr. J. P. McGee, Dr. C. E. Lawrence, 
Dr. Will Roberts and others. — The Atlanta 
Journal, June 25, 1918. 



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EMORY NURSES, PRAC- 
TICALLY ALL GEORGIANS, 
NOW OVERSEAS 



Organized and Trained in Atlanta, 

Emory Unit Includes One Hundred 

Nurses, Mostly Graduates of 

Atlanta Hospitals 



The first picture to be published of the 
nurses in the Emory Unit, "Georgia's own," 
taken in New Yorli just before they sailed 
for France and showing them in their over- 
seas service uniforms, is published in The 
Journal today. 

This is a splendid photograph, the sort 
hundreds of Georgians, relatives and friends 
of these nurses, will want to cut out and save 
as a souvenir of the great war. 

For the nurses in the Emory Unit are prac- 
tically all Georgia nurses, including seventeen 
graduates of the Piedmont Sanitarium in At- 
lanta, fourteen graduates of the Wesley Me- 
morial Hospital in Atlanta and ten graduates 
of the Grady Hospital in Atlanta. They are 
headed by Miss Caroline Dantzler, chief nurse, 
who was formerly head nurse of the Davis- 
Fischer Sanitarium. 

The Emory Unit is one of the medical units 
recruited for the army by the Red Cross. In 
such cases the Red Cross acts merely as a re- 
cruiting agency and the unit is now a regular 
army unit. 

The picture shows the nurses in their out- 
door service uniform of gray, with the cadu- 
ceus (wingestaff and sergent) of the army 
medical corps and the letters U. S. on their 
lapels. The nurses retain their Red Cross 
service pins and enamelled Red Cross on their 
hats. 

On duty in the hospitals of France, where 
they are now, the nurses wear gray cotton 
crepe uniforms, with white collar and cuffs 
and a white cap with a Red Cross. The laun- 
dry problem is so serious in France that only 



on special occasions do nurses wear the white 
uniforms to which we in this country are ac- 
customed. 

After the Emory Unit was recruited, these 
nurses took their military training in the base 
hospital at Camp Gordon, Walter Reed and 
Fort McPherson. The unit consists of twenty 
doctors, one hundred nurses, five clerical work- 
ers and two hundred and fifty enlisted men. 
List of Nurses. 

The names of the nurses in the unit are as 
follows : 

Edna Alexander, Mrs. Lena Alexander, Leila 
H. Anderson, Margaret P. Bartley, Gradie 
Baggarly, Osa Baird, Pauline Bell, Cleo 
Booth, Alice May Boykin, Myrtice S. Brown, 
Eloise Brady, Dorothy Burns, Mary E. Bush, 
Mrs. Eulalie Callaway, Laura K. Chapman, 
Elizabeth Coates, Mary H. Coble, Annie B. 
Coleman, Ann Cothran, Margaret Christian, 
Carolina Dantzler, Marcia Daughtry, Susie 
Denton, Margaret Evans, Ruby Falls, Belle 
Farr, Mattie P. Farmer, Blanclie Fernside, 
Tressie Fitts, Emilu Fox, Lena Fox, Lavinia 
Fuller, Ida Mae Godfrey, Beatrice Gregory, 
Jean Harrell, Florence M. Hall, Gladys Har- 
well, Billie Hatcher, Estelle Herring, Mary 
Hennenieir, Caroline C. Hill, Bernice Jeffries, 
Ethel Johns, Mary Celia Johnson, John Ora 
Johnson, Lucile Jones, Ray Jones, Joyce Kin- 
ney, Esther Little, Yvonne Lovelace, Annie 
Mae Luckie, Kate May Martin, Pearl Miller, 
Margaret McCann, Lucy McManus, Cora Mc- 
Coy, Ethel McKenzie, Ruth Murray, Hattie 
Newton, Camille O'Brien, Edith Pirkle, Jessie 
Ragan, Sarah E. Rhodes, Elizabeth Rolierts, 
Queenie Ross, Lola Robinson, Dorothy Ryan, 
Eleanor Stanley, Pearl F. Smithson, Nell 
Suggs, Estelle" Summer, Mrs. Mae G. 
Strange, Myrtis Tart, Bob T. Tarver, 
Kate D. Taylor, Berda James Thomas, 
Walter Scott Tucker, Lillian R. Varn, Net- 
tie G. Vinton, Jean Waldron, MoUie Kate 
Waldron, Mary E. Walker, Eunice B. Walk- 
er, Alma Wandeck, Ellen Eva Wells, Theo 
Williamson, Abble L. Willis, Elizabeth White, 
Ella T. Whitten. Hope Wood, Elizabeth 
Woodson, Ella May Walters, Marv Feazel, 
Wilma Chapin.— T;i« Atlanta Journal, August 
4, 1918. 



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EMORY UNIT HOSPITAL DEATH 

RECORD IS LOWEST OF ALLIES 



Ward Greene Describes Pictur- 
esque City of Blois, Home of 
Outfit, and Heroic Work of 
Atlantians. 



B>i Ward Orecne 

(The Journal's Own Staff Correspondent) 

Blois, France, Dec. 13. — There is no more 
pleasant spot in France than the little town 
of Blois, which for six months has been the 
home of Base Hospital Forty-three, the Em- 
ory unit of Atlanta. 

Picture to yourself an old gray town of 
France, so old that the new addition to the 
church was made a hundred years ago, so gray 
tliat the River Loire winding past it to the 
sea is no more gray than its crooked little 
streets and its quaint little houses. 

In the rainy season those streets are sticky 
with gray mud and steamy with smells from 
the fish market and the tiny shops stuck in 
the walls where one buys wine, cognac, bunches 
of dusky grapes, dried fruits and chestnuts 
snatched piping hot from the oven. But when 
fair skies smile on Blois, the steam rises and 
the river sparkles and nowhere are the trees 
greener than the noble old limes above the 
river turning their moss-coated branches to the 
north as though they were reaching for the 
far off forests of Boulogne that plume the 
distant horizon like neat yew hedges. 

The Loire, largest river in France, winds 
about the town, snuggling it into the crook of 
its arm, and the town rises in a succession 
of steep streets and terraced houses above the 
river, until, from the pinnacle of the old 
chateau at the top, one can look for miles 
across a country poignantly beautiful and at 
the same time pitch a pebble into the streets 
of Blois below. 

Rich in Legends. 

All this is historic ground, unusuiilly rich 
in legend even for this land where every stone 
and stick seems to mark some story out of 
the dim past. Over yoncier is the Cathedral 
Saint Louis, where the standard of Joan of 



Arc was blessed as she went forth to free 
France. It i% a very old and very beautiful 
church. Just within the door is the black 
mark on a pillar to show how high the Loire 
rose in some long-ago flood. And just beyond 
is the Bishop's Garden, a beautiful promenade 
between ancient trees to a point overlooking 
the river and the surrounding country. 

Down this twisty street where the walls on 
either side seem so high and damp one comes 
to an inn on the corner, "The Sign of the 
Golden Sheaf," and across from it is another, 
"The Green Monkey." And one of these, it 
is said, is the inn made famous by Dumas in 
the first chapter of "The Three Musketeers," 
for it is supposed to be the spot where D'Ar- 
tasnan first met his comrades. 

Further along is an old, old house where 
Victor Hugo once lived. Here is the theater 
which he gave to Blois and here is the Place 
de la Victor Hugo, so named in his honor, a 
pretty little park enclosed by an iron fence, 
with a pool in the middle and shady walks 
and mossy trees that sweep the earth with 
their green branches. 

But the show spot of Blois is the chateau, 
so celebrated, in fact, that you will find it 
mentioned bv such modern authors as the Wil- 
liamsons and Gouvenor Morris. "The Light- 
ning Conductor" and "His Daughter" are the 
nove's where certain scenes are laid in Blois 
aroimd and in the chateau. 

In France chateau may mean anything from 
house to castle, but the Chateau de Blois is 
all that the word implies — a glorious pile of 
stone and moss and battlements and erinning 
gargoyles set on the summit of a hill in all 
the mediaeval grandeur one could wish. 

LTp this winding roadway with its worn 
flags once rode knights and crusaders, cour- 
tiers and kings of France. Even as you, they 
paused at the foot of the castle walls and 
gazed far up the sheer stone side, rutted by 
the rains of centuries and moulded to a deep 
green, to where, black against the sky, a gar- 
govle's catty face catches the last flare of the 
sunset. 

Sijell of Past. 

The gate swings back of creakv hinges and 
you are admitted to a wide, sandy courtyard, 
surrounded by the three parts of the chateau. 



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r",';tn ""'/•]; f""'' *'^'" Twelftl, and one by 

First each ^fl^' ^"' ""' "^y ^^"-^ thi 
J:;irst, each ot them a great towering mass of 
stone and carved insignia of salamander' and 
porcupines and a score of other devices cun 
ning y blazoned out of the solid rock W the' 
mat ;iarr""^^" '^-' -^' ^-- "-\hes: 

in^heTZtl"""^'' t i'*"^ "^^ Frenchwoman, 
to onen +\ / ^'^"^ J^"S""S bunch of keys 
rou ?o tl I • °^ *■'" '^^^"^ ''"^1 transpor 

nrVh "'t =°"sP»-acies and loves and intrigues 

stai.tv"°nf f '""?■ '^"^ Up t"^--^ --^rng 
stanflay of stone, ,ts sides scratched with 
the names and mitials of a thousand tourists 
she takes j^u to the halls and corridors where 
Catherine De Medici plotted against her ene 
nam '"^r"' ^^-"8- -d poiso'n cup won he" 
name as the greatest murderess of all times 

The rooms are bare of any ornament or 
trappings now, but the scroll work on the pan- 
elings has been f-aithfully reproduced and^?he 
httle blue and white tiles of th^ flooring, you 
are told are the originals. And so through 
room after room you are led, dark and sinister 
rooms with lofty windows facing down the 
P ecipitous side of the castle to the town of 
aims, and with secret panels in the walls 
where Catherine hid her poisons, and with se- 
cret stairways, and so at last to a dungeon in 
the bowels of the chateau, where you feel the 
damp m your bones and where ' your guide 
f, the iron ring in the floor to show you, 
shn ering, the gaping hole where the Cardinal 
of Lorraine was thing to his death and his 
body swept down into the Loire 

Fir a moment, as you stand there, all the 
spell of the past is upon you, and the room 
seems peopled with the ghosts of dead dukes 
and cardinals who moaned out their little 
hour in this darkness with their eyes to the 
taint light filtering in through 'the heavy 
barred windows. And then you turn— to 
American officers and French mademoiselles 
and |oung Men's Christian Association girls 
and American doughboys from Base Hospital 
43, and a little old Frenchwoman with a great 
bunch of keys in her hand and a sort of trans- 
figured light in her eyes as she drones out the 
story of Catherine De Medici, Cardinal Lor- 
raine and the Due De Guise. 

They will have some great stories to tell 
these American lads, when they a-et home, and 
not all of them will be of the fighting front. 
The folks back home had better read up on 
their French histories now, for when Johnny 
Smith, who flunked his history in the eighth 
grade, gets around the fireside with his girl 



gently 'w^thTm '' fn"'^ '° ^""^^^^ ^^teili- 
po^ic^wars " "" *'^ ^"''J^'^* °^ ^he Na- 
Johnny knows all about them now for he 
has visited such places as Blois and, I ke mos? 
Americans over there, he beat it tn fh! f^ , 
stor^afterward to f ind mit' who'^thi: here Du 
JJe (juise was, anyway. 

Great Treasure Store. 
If your Johnny was at Blois, he saw some 
mig-hty other interesting things' also n that 

Setf rT'- T\'''''' *^^"^^ ""t ■=-" the 
people ot Blois had seen before 

When Fritz first began to send his Gothas 
over the city of Paris on bright moonl gh 

s^lno.'?h'f"^ "'^'^" ""'' Big^Bertha Tefan 
■S.'"'"S *''^* ""'^y ^t '•'^g"!^"- intervals, the 
Fench goveniment practically denuded the 
museums of Pans of their treasures. It was 
an interesting thing when I reached Paris \l 
see workmen mounted on scaffolding outside 

he Louvre and the Cathedral of Notre Dame 
nfled i^*'%h ^f'^ sandbags which had been 

piled in the cornices and archways to protect 

he ancient figures of priest and prophet and 
saint from German ruthlessness. 

A great many treasures from the Louvre 
were stored at Blois, which is three hours' 
ride from Pans, and has never felt a touch 
of German air raids. This part of the chateau 
IS supposed to be barred to strangers, but a 
tew francs to the guide settled that little reg- 
ulation all right. * 

It was worth the money simply to gaze 
on that wonderful smile of La Gioconda, the 
famous painting that became the sensation of 
the world when it was stolen from the Louvre 
a tew years ago. There was room after room 
ot other famous paintings, there were tables 
and desks and chairs belonging to Napoleon 
and Mane Antoinette, arid, for a climax, there 
were wonderful tapestries, woven out of a 
million threads, centuries old, which were to 
be taken to Paris to decorate the house occu- 
pied by President Wilson. 

A great privilege it was to see all this, a 
wonderful thing for Johnny Jones, perhaps, 
and yet, as we left the chateau and tramped 
through the gray mud down the winding road- 
way back to the little gray town of Blois, the 
glamour of history began to fade and we be- 
gan to wonder just how the battle of Orleans 
would have looked to the men on the western 
front and just how the Due De Guise would 
have gone over the top compared to, say, John- 
ny Jones. 



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Emory Unit's Great Record. 

Far from the front line trenches, the Emory 
Hospital Unit from Atlanta has yet played 
its part in "this man's war," as the doughboys 
call it, in a manner that should make Atlanta 
proud, indeed, of the little group of doctors 
and nurses and enlisted men who went into 
service at Camp Gordon in the summer of 
1917. 

Many members of the unit have never heard 
the roar of guns nor seen the star shells 
crackle along the western front. The unit 
as a whole has never been outside the town 
of Blois since it hit here in June, 1918, and 
yet its members have gone through experiences 
that are sickening to describe and that called 
upon them for their last ounce of nerve and 
bravery and sheer, downright grit. 

As for the service they have done, I have 
only to recite one fact:' The percentage of 
deaths in Base Hospital 43 has been less than 
two per cent, the lowest of any hospital in 
France. What greater thing could the Emory 
unit have done for America and the people of 
America, the homes and families of America, 
than that? 

It fell to the lot of the Emory unit to do 
the dirty work of war— the work divested 
of any atom of glamour or glory, always hard, 
often tedious, seldom interesting, but perempt- 
orily important. 

Organized by Lieutenant Colonel Edward C. 
Davis in Atlanta, the unit first had a person- 
nel of five hundred beds, twenty-four officers, 
one hundred and fifty-four enlisted men, si.\ty- 
five female nurses and six male civilian em- 
ployes. The majority of members are Geor- 
gians, many of them Atlantians, although Ala- 
bama, South Carolina, Tennessee and other 
states were also represented on the roll. 

The unit trained at Camp Gordon and, as 
Ba'^e Hospital 43, left New York on the liner 
"Olympic" on June 14, 1918. 

Its work began scarcely before it was out 
of the country, for on the trip across it had 
charge of the hospital work of the boat and 
handled one hundred and thirteen cases dur- 
ing the voyage, not all of them sea-sickness, 
either. 

The nurses of the unit came later via Eng- 
land. They report a grand trip. For in- 
stance, what could have been kinder than the 
action of the Lord Mayor of Cardiff, Wales? 
No sooner had the young ladies landed in his 
city after a ten-day Iwat trip, than, with char- 
acteristic British humor, he took them out for 
a nice row on his lake? 



Meantime, the unit had landed at Havre, 
and was sent immediately to Blois, where it 
became established June 27, and where it has 
remained ever since. 

Horrors of War. 

During those first few days they were get- 
ting settled, taking over the duties of the 
hospital that was there before them, locating 
wards and operating rooms and clinics in the 
big white buildings that were formerly boys' 
schools and convents, seeing to sanitation and ' 
erecting here and there the Adrian barracks, 
which is the name of the set-up-knock-down 
wooden hospitals which were lirought from 
the states and are found at many places in 
France, a bit of Yankee ingenuity that has 
opened the eyes of the French. 

And then came the first hospital train. I 
have talked to many doctors and enlisted men 
in the unit and they have all said that they 
would not again go through the days and 
nights when hospital trains were arriving for 
all the millions of the world. 

They have described sights that were hor- 
rible — men with their legs s'llit open to the 
bone where doctors had made tentative field 
operations and left the raw incisions open 
until the base hospital surgeons could act; men 
shot through the head and raving mad ; men 
with their arms hanging by threads; men suf- 
fering from phosgene gas; men with their 
bodies half filled with lead. 

And they have described, too, sights that 
were so glorious they fairly made you weep 
to hear the telling — men doggedly smoking 
cigarettes through jaw-bones shot through 
and through; men dying who said, "Take the 
other fellows first !" a cap'-ain who looked 
down at his left arm, dangling in a bloody 
mush, and said quietly, "Doc, when you slice 
it, take off that wrist-watch first, will you, 
and put it on the other arm ; I might want it 
later." 

From the time the first hospital train 
reached Blois with three hundred and fourteen 
patients, there was no let un in the hloodv 
grind of the Emory unit. They came every 
two weeks, sometimes as often as two in a 
week, once three; and there was one hellish 
night, after the fighting began at Chateau- 
Thierry, when one doctor made no less than 
ten amputations of arms and legs. 

That was when the wounded were sent 
straight through from the front, although at 
nearly all other times they received fir<;t aid 
dressings in the hospitals on the line before 



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they were placed on the trains. But always 
It was up to the men in the base hospital to 
see the job through. A surgeon at the front 
might operate and then be relieved of re- 
sponsibility when hi.s patient was shipped to 
the rear, but at Blois it was a case of seeing 
men through to the end. And the very small 
number of graves on the outskirts of the town 
IS a pretty good indication of what that end 
generally was with the eight thousand patients 
which, approximately, were received at Forty- 
three altogether. '' 

The wounded were in the main American 
soldiers, but often were French and British 
and sometimes there were Germans, and it 
goes without saying that the Germans received 
care and attention as good as the best. 

Every train would be met by a certain num- 
ber of officers and enlisted men, who loaded 
the wounded onto litters and placed them in 
ambulances and rushed them to the hospitals, 
where other officers and nurses were in readi- 
ness. It might be night or it might be day, 
but those trains had to be met and the aver- 
age time for unloading a train of three hun- 
dred stretcher cases and getting them into the 
hospital was- but two hours. 

Personnel of Organization. 
It wa"! wonderful service those nurses did— 
nurses from Grady hospital and Davis-Fischer 
and Wesley Memorial and St. Joseph's and 
practically every hospital in Atlanta. Short- 
handed as they were, working long hours, they 
went to it with a smile of cheer that has made 
many a doughboy look up to them as more 
than angels. 

During its long stay at Blois the Emory 
unit has remained intact as it was when it 
left Camp Gordon, with a verv few exceptions. 
It has been increased with officers from other 
parts of the country, but save for one or two, 
all the officers, nurses and enlisted men from 
Atlanta are still here. 

Colonel Davis has returned to Atlanta and 
Dr. E. G. Ballenger has been assigned to an- 
other division at the front, where from time 
to time many of the officers and enlisted men 
have seen service on trips where they were 
attached to surgical teams at evacuation mobile 
hospitals. Lieutenants F. M. Barfield and 
Albert Howell Brewster have also been as- 
signed elsewhere. 



EMORY UNIT PRAISED 

BY LIEUT. JEFFRIES 



According to the verdict of Lieutenant E. 
H. Jeffries, a "Northern Yank," as he styles 
himself, the people of Atlanta may well be 
proud ot the Emory unit. This unit was or- 
ganized in Atlanta last year and has seen ser- 
vice in France since last spring. The organi- 
zation includes nurses, doctors and attendants 
not only from Atlanta, but from practically 
every State in the South, and its highly ef- 
ficient service in France, as evidenced by the 
letter of Lieutenant Jeffries, will be welcomed 
by thousands of people in the South. 

The statements about the Emory unit are 
as follows: 

"The writer, after a slight gassing, had the 
misfortune to again fall ill and was sent to 
Base Hospital No. 43, annex No. — , in charge 
of Emory unit from Atlanta. During the year 
that I have been over here I've often thought 
of the hospital units from the South and won- 
dered how they would make out. I found out 
very quickly. 

"After being put to bed someone came in 
and with a smile that only a woman can give, 
said, 'Is there anything I can do for you?' It 
wasn't so much the question of helping me, but 
it waj the tender way in which it was said and 
done that appealed to me, and there you have 
the spirit of your unit from Atlanta." Always 
the same from the 'C. O.' down to the lowest 
private, the eternal question, 'Can we do any- 
thing for you?' 

"Just two instances. 'Diddy,' a little colored 
boy from the South, wanted a chew of tobacco, 
'please, ma'ni.' What hanpened.-' Miss Mac- 
runs all through the different wards and fi- 
nally secures it. Asain, I wanted a little ielly 
one day. Downstairs she flies to the kitchen 
and gets it. Now, Miss Mac — is no young 
girl, but she's one of God's own angels, as 
many a northern- boy will tell you." 

"Atlanta, you can well be proud of Emory 
unit, and if you think you have any more like 
it, send them along, but you'll have to go some 
to keen up with Emory. 

"God bless you people of the South. 
"From a Northern Yank. 

"LIEUTENANT E. H. JEFFRIES, 

"U. S. A. A. P. O. N. 726." 
—The Atlanta .Tournal. October, 1918. 



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ATLANTIANS IN EMORY UNIT AT BLOIS, 

FRANCE, SING OF "HOME SWEET HOME 



'WHEN Do We Go From Here?" 
Is Chorus of Boys With Base 
Hospital, Says Ward Greene. 



By Ward Greene 

(The Journal's Own Staff Correspondent) 

Blois, France, Dec. 15. — Next to seeing their 
own mothers and sweethearts and wives walk 
in the front door together, I don't think the 
boys in the Emory Hospital unit could have 
been more tickled to see anyone than they 
were two men from Atlanta who strolled into 
their headquarters one rainy night recently and 
said, "Hello, Iwys!" 

Over against the wall behind a big desk 
was Dozier Lowndes, top sergeant, making 
out pay-rolls. Over against another wall in 
front of a big desk was Sergeant Johnny Cash, 
making out pay-rolls. Over against a third 
wall before a big desk was Corporal Henry 
Clay Burr, making out pay-rolls. The next 
room was full of sergeants — Pat Hampton and 
Joel Chandler Harris and Alexander Wynn 
and Johnny Griffith and John Parker. They 
were making out pay-rolls. 

But when somebody looked up and saw an 
Atlanta face coming in out of that sticky, 
muggy French night — well, Madame-who-sells- 
the-chocolate must have been just about a day 
late getting her money that week, for the 
business of making out pay-rolls was "bon 
soir" for the evening. 

It wasn't so much the face, you understand. 
Considered simply as a face, there were no 
banners hanging on it. But it was an Atlanta 
face that they hadn't seen in months, a face 
that had looked at Peachtree since they had, 
a face that had ducked into Tom Pitts' and 
hung around Five Points and had behind it 
somebody that could talk Atlanta talk that 
didn't begin, "Do you remember when?" 
A Few Questions. 

They wanted to know who won the Tech- 
Pittsburg game, they wanted to know if it 
was true that chocolate milks were a dime, 
they wanted to know why people didn't write 
to them more and why thev sent socks in- 



stead of money and were those shoes really 
from Atlanta and what will you take for that 
civilian's hat and have you heard anything 
about our going home soon and what about 
this congressional race, anyway? 

And in turn, later in theevening, when the 
talk simmered down to their experiences of the 
past six months, and it was somebody else's 
time to ask questions, they told stories of their 
work in Blois, told them with a bead on their 
voices and a something in their very matter- 
of-factness, which made you know that these 
boys in tue Emory Hospital unit had been 
through the mill as much as any lads up front, 
though they would be the last to admit it 
themselves. 

They told of long hours in the hospital 
wards, when it was just one operation after 
another, of tedious days spent at uninterest- 
ing grinds, of the hospital trams coming in 
with -wounded suffering and screaming, of 
friends who had been "bumped off" and of how 
— though this they did not say in so many 
words — those lads will not be forgotten. 

It took but a very few mmutes to find out 
that they were all very, very homesick. There's 
but one biff question ahead of them now, and 
that is, "AVhen do we go from here?" And of 
c^urre, nobody knows. Rumors fly about here 
as they do all over France, but the American 
soldier learned long ago not to put his faith 
in rumors. Not until they see the Goddess of 
Liberty looming a few hundred yards ahead 
will they be absolutely certain that they are 
going home, and then, as Ashby McCord put it, 
"If the Goddess of Liberty ever wants to see 
me aaain, she'll have to turn around and look 
the other way." 

Saw Thirti/ Atlaniians. 

And yet, anxious as ever}' last one of them 
is to swing off the train at tne Terminal sta- 
tion, thev are ready to finish up this job here 
though it takes six months or a year or longer. 
Thev kick and growl and grumble, as any set 
of Yankee sildiers will do wherever you find 
them, but they have the heart in them to 
stick it out no matter how lonely the nights 
and weary the days. 

I saw practically every one of the thirty or 
more Atlanta boys in the Emory unit at Blois, 



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along with as man}' again of boys from other 
parts of Georgia. And, outside of the longing 
to be at liome, tliey couldn't have been better 
fixed. 

There was Charlie Sciple, Eugene Rilev, 
Lon Albert, J. R. Brock, Claude BuUard, 
Owen Gaines, George Kennington, Bonnie Lat- 
timer, Malcolm Long, Twyman Mattingly, 
Francis McEnery, Louis Gordon, Robert 
Marks, 'William McWhorter, Theodore Crews, 
Lawrence Funke, Evelyn Hamilton, William 
Hatfield, Lewis Perkins, Raymond Sitton, 
Frank Solomon, John Stephens, ^\ illiam Tay- 
lor, Samuel G. Walker, Alexander Wootten, 
Little S. Wheeler, William Wilson, Carl Cain, 
Wesley Lester, Thomas Meckel, Lennie Red- 
wine, Ralph Reeves, Louis Stacy, Will Cobb 
Wallace, William Cook, Wise Dalton, George 
Marshall, Harry McFarland, Roy Stone, Har- 
ry Thomas, Burgess West and half a dozen 
others. And there were Georgia boys from 
Calhoun, Montezuma, Xewnan, Adairsville, 



Albany, LaGrange, Rabun Gap, Toccoa, East- 
man, Griffin, Quitman, Shellman, Reynolds, 
Sandersville, Hawkinsville, Thomson, Monroe, 
Monticello, and a score of other towns all the 
way from the Tennessee line to the St. Mary's 
river. 

They were all well and just about as happy 
as anybody can be in France with Christmas 
just around the corner and home on the other 
side of the world, ihey are comfortal^ly quar- 
tered in the old French houses around the town 
and they put on a meal that would make Mr. 
Hoover throw fits. 

Besides tlie nurses with the Emory unit, 
there are four Atlanta girls in Blois who came 
over with the unit as civilian employes: Miss 
Thelma J. Dargan, Miss Lucy J. Chamberlin, 
Miss Abbebelle Wilkinson and Miss Zola L. 
Thomas, who is an anaesthetist, and has been 
at the front for three months with an oper- 
ating team. 



MEN, BLACK, WHITE, SICK, WELL, DISPLAY GRITTY 
CHEERFULNESS IN WARDS OF HOSPITAL No. 43 



Ward Greene Views Splendid 
Work of Emory Unit and En- 
tire Red Cross — Card From 
Grady Cheers Atlantians. 



By ^Va>^d Greene 
(Tlie Journal's Own Staff Correspondent) 

Blois, France, Dec. 17. — In Base Hospital 
No. 43, at Blois, are white men and black men, 
men of infantry and artillery and marines, 
Americans and French, British and Canadians, 
Moroccans and Turks, men convalescent walk- 
ing about as other men, trunks without legs 
and chests without arms and faces set on white 
heaps of bandages. 

They have come here from ports to the 
south and the rest camps to the east, and from 
every fighting front from Dunkirk to Metz. 
Some of them, stricken down with "flu" when 
first they set foot in France, have never faced 
the red wrath of war, but the most of them 
went up into the battle and came back from it 
in black stupor or flaming torture, according 
as their "luck" ran. 



Today the battle is a thing of tlie past. Tliey 
are all getting well and they are all going 
home. Somewhere in the States a welcome 
waits them that in every laddie's dream is the 
gate to heaven opening before him. God help 
the boy who has no home to go to, for here 
in France the word "home" is the best tonic 
the doctors know. 

That last line is absolute truth. When the 
news of the armistice was received at Blois, 
it cured several of the shell-shocked patients, 
Major Frank K. Boland told me. 

"Sounds fishv," he said, "but it's absolute 
fact." 

No Word of Regret. _ 

"Those boys were not faking; they were 
suffering from shell shock in one of its worst 
forms. But when they learned that the armis- 
tice was signed, that the war was over, they 
got well. I don't pretend to explain the psy- 
chology of it; I'm simply telling you." 

With Major Boland I went through ward 
after ward at Blois, talking to the men who 
are going home. And, though many of those 
men will not go home as they went away, no- 
where was there a word of bitterness or a 
voice of regret. 



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You would think, would you not, that the 
chap who a year ago was "riding the plains 
of Texas on a broncho that answered to the 
slightest touch of his knees, would not face 
the future brightly when he knew that he 
would never ride again? He might be ex- 
cused, mightn't he, if somewhere in his task 
he let some expression of the sorrow that must 
cloud his soul? 

And yet, as we stopped beside the bed of 
a certain first lieutenant, he looked up at us 
with a grin as clieerful as though the bed- 
clothes humped below his waist covered real 
legs instead of nothing at all.' And this was 
what he said: 
_ "Yep, they made a cotton-picker out o' me. 
I'd ahyays sorter looked down on cotton-pick- 
ers before. Punching cows was my game. But 
thev certainly made a cotton-picker out o' 
me." 

He said the words as though he were sing- 
inar a popular sonir, and as he said them he 
grinned again that engaging, whole-souled 
grin which covered, heaven knows, how much 
heart ache. 

"That's their spirit," said Major Boland 
as we passed on. "It's wonderful.' That chap 
back there refu.sed to die. He was pretty bad 
that first night thev brought him in. ' Both 
legs had been literallv shot to pieces and then 
gangrene set in. We operated once at the 
knees, but the ganarene went up bigher and 
we had to operate again. One night it looked 
as thouah it was an over for him. We sent 
for the chaplain. But when the parson went 
in to this chap, von never heard such an out- 
burst of lanaruage in your life. The chaplain 
came out looking pretty scared. 'That guy 
goins- to die?" he said. 'Not the wav he talked 
to me he won't.' and he didn't." 

Down the aisle ahead of us were rows and 
rows of cots. Behind some of them were the 
crossed flaa:s of America and France, which 
some douahboy had placed there for his own 
delia-ht. Above others were queer-looking con- 
traptions built of planks, and from these were 
suspended swings in which rested the legs of 
men. Thev are Balkan frames, an ineenius 
device to relieve pressure on the legs and pre- 
vent bed sores and make legs easy to dress 
and the new bones easy to knit. 

Work of Red Cross.. 
Some of the boys were reading magazines 
and novels. One great, grizzled fellow was 
deep in the last pages of "Bab, the Diary of 
a Sub-Deb." These thinas are given to them 
by the Red Cross, which has done a wonderful 
work, the doctors sav, in such hospitals as 
this. It was the Red Cross that provided 
Thanksgiving turkey for every man when 



Uncle Sams allowance for turkey didn't quite 
meet the prevailing French prices on the bird. 
It was the Red Cross that was preparing to 
give every man a Christmas present, some 
souvenir of Blois. And down in the supply 
rooms of Ho.spital No. 43 I saw bales and 
bales of such articles as washrags, napkins, 
foot warmers, pajamas, pillows, heel rings, 
sponges, pads, "nightingales," and a dozen and 
one little "extras" that the government does 
not supply, but which have been the means of 
providing untold comfort to the patients and 
assisting the doctors beyond measure. Tlie 
last time I saw anything like that was in a 
great barn of a room on James street, n At- 
lanta, where the Red Cross had its store room, 
and it was a warming thought to find out that 
all those things over which Atlanta women 
toiled so long and so patiently had come to 
such good use in the end. 

From. Gradji Nurses. 

We stopped by one bed to say hello to a 
chap from Atlanta, Lieutenant" Charles E. 
Lawrence, of the Emory unit, who infected 
his hand while operating, but is now doing 
nicely. Lieutenant Lawrence used to be an 
interne at the Grady Hospital, and he proudly 
exhibited to us a little white Christmas car.i 
with "Greetings from the Grady nurses" en- 
graved upon it. Immediately he had to pass 
it on from bed to bed that the other patients 
might see. It wasn't much of a Christmas 
card — just a little white note with a gav sprig 
of green holly and red berries at the top, but 
the way all those fellows looked at it and 
fondled it — well, that little old two-cent stamp 
in tlie corner bad paid for a mighty lot of 
happiness, believe me ! 

Another interesting part of the hospital was 
down stairs in the X-ray room, where Captain 
John S. Derr is in charge. He showed us X- 
ray negatives of nianv delicate operations — a 
machine gun bullet plainly visible against a 
man's shoulder, where it h-d lodged for two 
months until the X-ray discovered it and the 
surgeon took it out; buckshot plastered all 
over a man's ribs; skulls that had been frac- 
tured by machine gun fire and smashed jaw 
bones that were rebuilt. And there was an 
officer, stripped to the waist, standing in the 
darkness while the fluerescope plaved a white 
liofht across his body and we actually saw his 
heart beating, beating, beating, as regular as 
the second-hand of a watch. 

The girls are not nurses, but "civilian em- 
ployes." Their hospital garb is all blue, and 
for this reason tbey have been cal'ed the "blue 
birds," which the doughboys sav is a darned 
good name for them. — The Atlanta Journal , 
January 8, 1917. 



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MISSISSIPPI NEGRO, IN EMORY 

HOSPITAL, PREFERS TO RETURN 

HOME VIA "NEW AWLEANS" 



By Ward Greene 

(The Journal's Own Staff Correspondent) 

Blois, France, Dec. 16. — "Tenshine !" 

That's what it sounded like when we entered 
this particular ward at Base Hospital 43 at 
Blois- -an order that resounded with the force 
of a trench mortar's explosion: 

" "Tenshine !" 

It was the only ward where such an order 
had been given, and we started at the sud- 
aenness of it. In all other wards, patients 
had looked up casually as we entered the door, 
and discipline had not counted at all. But 
here ever}' soldier was on his feet as straight 
as a ramrod when the colored sergeant near- 
est the door came out with that burst of 
sound: 

" "Tenshine !" 

The sole exceptions were five doughboys, 
black as a club flush, sprawled around on a 
bed playing seven up. And they couldn't come 
to their feet for the very good reason that 
they had no feet to come to. 

It is customary over here, even as in many 
parts of the States, to regard the colored race 
as something created especially for the amuse- 
ment of their white superiors, especially when, 
as at Base Hospital '43, most of the officers 
hail from below the Mason-Dixon line and 
most of the negro patients do, too. 

At the same time, there is that spirit of ripe 
understanding between them that you will 
find nowhere else but in the South, and that 
makes the darky know his officer regards him 
as -a pretty good fellow even while he is laugh- 
ing at him. 

Home Via IVew Ati'leans. 

Thus, Ivory Sheeo — his actual name — was 
not at all averse to setting forth his views on 
the war and kindred subjects when tactfully 
approached in this matter by Major Frank K. 
Boland. 

"Ivory," said Major Boland, "where do you 
come from?" 

"I stavs round Coleman, Miss'ippi, sah," said 
Ivorv Sheso, saluting. 

"And what do you think of France, Ivory?" 

"I ain't think so much er France, sah," said 
Ivory Shego. "France is a beautiful country. 



but somehow, it don't set jest right wid me. 
Me an' France, we ain't hit it ofp exackly. I 
'spec' we'se gwinter git along better when we 
am't quite so nigh to one a"nur. I reckon 
France gwiner be jest about ez glad to git shet 
er me as I'se gwiner be glad to git shet er 
France. An", white folks, Ise gwinter be pow'- 
ful glad!" ^ 

Ivory nodded his head emphatically, and 
then scratched it as though some deep and 
weighty problem were bothering him. 

"Major, sah, is we gwine go home de same 
way we come?" asked Ivory Shego. 

"Why, yes, I suppose so, Ivory. Doesn't that 
suit you?" 

Ivory shook his head. "You mought say it 
suit me in one way," he declared, "an' "den 
agin you mought say it don't. Whut I'se 
worryin' 'bout is gwine home by way er dis- 
heah Atlantic ocean." 

"What way do you want to go home by, 
Ivory?" 

"Me, sah? I wants to go home by way er 
New Awleans !" said Ivory Shego. 

When the laughter had subsided, among 
Ivory's comrades as well as among ourselves, 
the Major suggested that they might fix it up 
to send Ivory home in an airplane. But this 
proposition did not appear to meet with much 
favor with Ivory, either. 

"Naw, suh!" he said. "Dis nigger don't go 
highern'n de corn nor lower'n de sweet po- 
tatoes !" 

And there we left him, very much worried 
about the question of just how Ivory Shego 
was going to get home. 

There was another Southern darkey, said 
Major Boland, that was brought in after be- 
ing hurt in an accident at one of' the ports. 

"Where were you hurt, George — Brest?" 
said the doctor. 

The boy blinked up at him in surprise. 
"Naw, suh, boss. I ain't hurt in de Brest. 
I'se hurt in de laig !" he declared. 

The funniest sight in France by all accounts, 
however, is to see a negro soldier from the 
States anywhere around one of the French 
colonial neeroes. 

We watched three of them for a long time — 



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two Moroccan soldiers in horizon blue and one 
great shambling negro who, probably, had 
never before been outside of Monticello, Ga., 
in his life. The two Moroccans were leaning 
np against a tree in the public square at Blois, 
and the negro from the States had seen them 
there and was sort of sidling alongside to get 
a line on them. 

Too Much French. 

A few feet away he stopped and began to 
listen with all his ears to what the pair were 
saying. Pretty soon an expression came over 
his face like you've seen on the face of a 
hound dog when he's seen himself in the mir- 
ror for the first time and doesn't know ex- 
actly what to make of it — astonishment and 
whimsical perplexity and utter bewilderment. 

"Whar you fpm, man?" he finally burst 
out, unable longer to contain himself. 

"Je n'en comprends," said one of the Mo- 
roccans, politely. 

"What dat?" asked our fellow-countryman, 
inclining one ear. 

"Je n'en comprends, monsieur," said the 
Moroccan. 

"Kaint you speak American, man?" asked 
George. 

"Je nen comprehends," replied the other. 

The darkey from the other side of the At- 
lantic began to get mad. He was baffled at 
this thing; it simply got his goat. 

"Yoii look lak a nigger an' you ac' lak a 
nigger, but you ain't talk lak a nigger," he 
exploded. "Nigger, is you a nigger? Is you 
is or is you ain't?" 

And the Moroccan answered, "Je n'en com- 
prends, monsieur." 



Negroes Heroic. 

"It's not all jokes and fun with these black 
. boys, however. Snatched from l>ehind the plow 
and from the cotton field, from small town 
and city and country, and put down in a 
strange land with a gun in their hands and 
told to fight, they have gone tJ it with a fe- 
rocious enthusiasm that had Fritz running 
about the time he saw these wild, strange 
black faces coming over into his trench. The 
record of the American negro soldier in the 
war needs no brief from any one; the official 
records have told it in citations to this man 
and that which prove the unquestioned heroism 
of the race as a whole. 

We met one of these sturdy little warriors, 
typical of his kind, in the person of a Geor- 
gian, John J. James, of Thoraasville, a former 
United States mail carrier. John went all 
through the last month of the war around Ver- 
dun, where in two days he went over the top 
twice and on the last occasion was wounded. 
He is now on his feet and convalescent at the 
hospital at Blois. 

"I sho'ly played in hard luck," he told us, 
grinning. "I went over the top with my regi- 
ment and got lost from it. And when I finally 
found my way back to the American lines and 
got in with another regiment, why they was 
just about to go over the top, too, and of 
course, I had to go along," 

"What shall I tell the folks back in Thora- 
asville, John?" I asked him. And John .J. 
James saluted and said, quietlj': 

"Just tell 'em I tried to represent Thomas- 
ville. Just tell 'em I done my bit lak de folks 
in Thomasville would er had me do it." 



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ATLANTA GIVES JOYOUS WELCOME TO 
RETURNING NURSES OF EMORY UNIT 
HOME FROM THEIR SERVICE OVERSEAS 



Twenty-three Emory unit nurses came home 
last night to the most joyous welcome At- 
lanta has ever given an overseas contingent. 

They were welcomed like the heroines they 
are, with a military band and fluttering flag's 
and kisses and tears. Dressed in the regula- 
tion Army Nurses, corps uniform, each nurse 
wearing one gold service "V" and some of 
them the insignia de"Oting advanced sector 
duty, they arrived at the Terminal station at 
6:20. 

They were just a bunch of gladsome girls, 
home again with their minds on anything but 
war. The eternal feminine reigned supreme. 
These army nurses, who have seen the naked 
souls of our men in France, were just like any 
other bunch of red-blooded American girls, ex- 
cept a bit more joyous. 

They had done their bit, a hard bit, too. 
They were home again. Tomorrow they follow 
their natural bent and revel in chocolate ice 
cream sodas. Monday tney would go to the 
movies. Tuesday they would get out of the 
army, and by Wednesday possibly they would 
settle down long enough to teli of the life 
''over there." 

Too Happy To Think. 

But the main fact for the present was the 
fact that they were home again, back home 
to relax and Saturday night, as one nurse 
summed it up, "We're all too happy to think." 
And they were. 

Mrs. Samuel Inman headed a reception com- 
mittee to meet the nurses. Among those on 
the welcoming committee were Mrs. Preston 
Arkwright, Mrs. James L. Dickey, Mrs. Wil- 
mer Moore, Mrs. Frank Holland, Mrs. John 
Burckhardt. Jr., Mrs. S. S. Wallace, Mrs. Dan 
S. Elliott. Mrs. Lntt Warren, Jr., Miss Julia 
Bellingrath, Mrs. Claude E. Buchanan, Major 
John S. Cohen and others. 

Through the courtesy of Colon-l T. S. Brat- 
ton, commanding officer at Fort McPherson, 
a band from the po.st joined the welcoming 
committee. Some well-known musicians in the 
band were Corporal Joseph Canind, Sergeant 
Guy Newman, Corporal Michael Leanardo, 
Serareant David Tavlor, Corporal Frank 7.eit, 
Raymond Vetter, George Burgart and others. 



There were only twenty-tliree of the nurses 
who cam; to Atlanta. 

Forty of the 100 Emory unit nurses have 
returned to the State, but many have o-one 
to their respective homes. Other nurses of the 
unit have been assigned to duty with Base 
Hospital 35, which succeeded the Emory unit 
at Blois. 

Major Boland There. 

Be it said to their credit that thp Emory 
nurses didn't step off the train in the un- 
ruffled dignity which might have been as- 
sumed by the young idols they are. 

They simply bounded off With all the nat- 
ural vivacity that becomes girls who are still 
human and still unspoiled by experiences that 
come to few women. 

Hat boxes and suit cases were thrown belter 
skelter; kisses flew thick and fast and the 
newspaper photographers tore their hair over 
the problem of getting twenty-three young 
women lined up for a picture while relatives 
and friends and the playing band waited up- 
stairs. 

But photographers have a way of achieving 
the impossible and finally the unit was lined 
up, the lenses uncovered and the flashes made 
ready. 

Then Major Frank K. Boland, chief of sur- 
gery of the Emory unit, came into view, and 
every one of the twenty-three forgot all about 
the picture and all the photographers got in 
flashlight number one was the blurred figures 
of a score of nurses each trying to shake the 
hand of Major Boland at the same time. 

Finally the picture was made and the pro- 
ces.eion marched up the steps whib the band 
played "Hail, Hail the Gang's All Here!" 

At the head of the steps Dr. E. C. Davis, 
who was a lieutenant colonel with the Emory 
unit, found himself suddenly the center of a 
.score of dancing nurses. Colonel Davis and 
Major Boland, who had come down to welcome 
the nurses, were given as enthusiastic an ova- 
tion bv the home-comers as the returning girls 
them=el"es received. 

The kisses and the tears and the hugs and 
handclasps went on as the band played tune 
after tune and finally the musicians blazed into 



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"The Star-Spangled Banner" and everybody 
stood at attention. And then the nurses went, 
some to Wesley Memorial Hospital, where they 
were dinner guests of- Miss Alberta Dozier, 
the superintendent, and the rest to other hos- 
pitals or their homes. 

Had Stormy Trip. 

The nurses sailed from St. Nazaire on Feb- 
ruary 19. On account of a coal strike they 
stopped at Cardiff, Wales, for several days. 
After a somewnat stormy trip over on the 
Cartago, they reached New York on March 
12th, and were given an enthusiastic welcome 
Ly the Red Cross, the Salvation Army, the 
Y. W. C. A., the Y. M. C. A., and other war 
work organizations. 

There wasn't much the nurses had to say 
about their own work, hut Colonel Davis and 
Major Boland told The Journal reporter of 
the service they had rendered. 

They returned home with stories, not of 
themselves, but of the bravery of American 
soldiers who always said, "I can wait until 
you finish with someone who is worse off than 
I am." They came home glad it's over, but 
as one of them said, "ready to go back to- 
morrow if we're needed." 

Two of the returning nurses. Miss Tressie 
Fitts and Miss Dorothy Burns, wore insignia, 
denoting service in the advanced sector, having 
served on hospital trains that ply between the 
battlefields and the base hospitals. Miss Fitts 
was on the first American hospital train to go 
into Germany. 

The home-comers were Miss Dorothy Burns, 
Miss Tressie Fitts, Miss Estelle Sumner, Miss 
Lucile Willis, Miss Bob Tarver, Miss Ossie 
Baird, Miss Cleo Booth, Miss Christian, Mrs. 
Callaway. Miss I.ena Fox. Miss Huglev. Miss 
Lucille Jones, Miss Rav .Toiies, Miss Eleanor 
Stanley, Miss Kate Tavlor. Miss Tucker. Miss 
Williamson, Miss Yvonne Lovelace, Miss Ella 
Mae Walters. Miss Crisson. Miss Lucy Mc- 
Manus and Miss Carolyn Hill. — Th'e Atlanta 
Journal. March 23, 1919. 



LITTLE EMORY UNIT 

NURSE TELLS STORY 

OF WORK IN FRANCE 



When the details of the great war waged 
between the forces of Mia-ht and Rieht are set 
down in Destiny's stock book, and the long 
train of organizations, and the endless list of 
individuals of the chamnions are beina inserted 
in the list of winners, high amone the leaders 



will be found the names of the i.-indred nurses 
01 the Emory unit who faced the perils of 
war-mad Europe, and at the bedsides of the 
wounded and dying rendered the service that 
typified so vividly the patriotism of the wom- 
anhood of Atlanta and Georgia. 

In the waiting room of the nurses' home at 
Wesley Memorial Hospital, Miss Bobby Far- 
ver, one of the Emory unit, Tuesday told the 
story of the long trip across to the field of 
service, the long, hard days of work there, 
where, with willing hands, tear-dimmed eyes 
and aching feet, they served till the last great 
war picture was painted, and then of the glad 
return to loved ones, home and — Georgia. 

There was the period of intensive training 
in Washington, where, she says, she was pre- 
pared for the strenuous work ahead, then came 
the day of the supreme excitement — the day 
of starting abroad. Then came the trip up the 
St. Lawrence to Nova Scotia and Halifax, 
where a view of the ruins of the Halifax dis- 
aster of 1917 partially prepared them for the 
awful scenes of ruin that were to greet them 
in France; the trip across the Atlantic with 
1,700 American lads, who were singing songs 
of the trenches and impatiently longing for a 
chance at the enemy; the landing at Cardiff, 
where the lord mayor entertained the sea-sick 
girls with a boat ride on the lake within the 
city; the trip across the English channel, ac- 
companied by a squadron of airplanes. 

Then they enjoyed a two hours' stay in the 
city of Paris, where the little Georgia nurses 
wandered along its beautiful streets, and after 
that, the long stay at Blois, where men, with 
bodies burned with liquid fire until they were 
black and unrecognizable, lay on the cots and 
laughed like barefoot boys at play, and joked 
about the horrors of the front. 

"Everything possible was done for our 
pleasure,'- continued the little nurse. "There 
were hours off, when we were entertained in 
the beautiful homes of the French, but the 
thing that gave us the greatest pleasure was 
to be of service to the wounded fighters, and 
if we braved the hardships we encountered 
with any degree of courage, it was borrowed 
from the wonderful spirit of the .American 
soldier, whose valor and endurance has never 
been equaled. 

"The only real wonderful thine that I ex- 
perienced was setting back to Atlanta. Those 
first hours at home were as full of supreme 
happiness as if they had been snatched straight 
out of heaven." 



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EMORY UNIT, WITH PROUD 

RECORD OF WAR SERVICE 

TO REACH HOME SATURDAY 

=** K""'' Hospital 43. The returning Georgians 

Of icers and Men Eager for At- -uinrt:;Urj:;S"ii4"tv?.;i^"p'iare/.7 
lanta's Big Welcome, but Even oTtl^Teicl:- ho'il^^^^i'rlt'^^^*^' '''''''^''"^ 
More Anxious for Demobiliza- ^affe,- for DemobULauon. 

tion ^ However, the thought uppermost with these 

tellows toda.y is carried in one word— "de- 
mobilization." Consider the state of mind of 
Henry C. Burr, corporal, which is typical of 
his companions. 

Corporal Burr used to be traffic engineer of 
the Southern Bell office in Atlanta. When he 
heard of the reception plans he said, a bit 
wistfully: 

"That's great. But, gee, wish our Atlanta 
folks would also do something to hurr\- alono- 
our getting out of the service. Time has drag^ 
ged with us since armistice day. We stood it 
all right so long as there was something to 
do, but now we want to get home and get back 
on the old job. I want to see m.y wife and 
l>aby. We are hungry for liome, reception or 
no reception, and we all hope they won't keep 
us at Camp Gordon long." 

Tuesday night Corporal Burr and Sergeant 
First Class "Pat" Hampton, whose long name 
is Patrick N. B. Hampton, and who once was 
district passenger agent for the Seaboard in 
Atlanta, came into town from Camp Stuart 
just to use the long distance phone. They had 
a long wait for the Atlanta connection, but. 
tae voice of home folks which they had not 
heard in many months was compensation for 
the delays of long distance central. 

"Listen, girl, they importuned the young 
lady at the switchboard, "we haven't talked to 
Atlanta in nearly a year. Can't .you speed 
that call up a little?" 

That just shows bow anxious all the boys 
are to get back. The wait here until Friday, 
the several inspections they have undergone, 
the passing through the "cootie-mill," and the 
ceremonies incident to the issuance of new 
uniforms and equipment, were all things that 
taxed the patience of the restless volunteers 
of the Emory Unit. 

At Camp Stuart, the enlisted men are under 
the immediate supervision and command of Dr. 
Henry C. Sauls, of Atlanta, captain medical 



By Theodore Tiller. 

Xewport News, Va., March 26— The Emory 
Unit, almost to a man, is here and will entrain 
for Camp Gordon. 

"Debarked, deloused, delighted," was the la- 
conic message sent Tuesday by Claude J. 
Spencer, first-class private,' to "his father in 
Concord, Ga.. Probably it expressed the feel- 
ing of every officer and man of the unit who 
are hack on American shores after nearly ten 
montlis at Base Hospital 43, Blois, France. 

Arriving on the Kroonland a day ahead of 
schedule, the Emory Unit, 25 officers and 18.5 
men, have gone through the cleansing process 
and \\^ednesday afternoon will receive their 
final inspection at Camp Stuart, a few miles 
from Newport News. Railroad transporta- 
tion, however, will not be available before Fri- 
day and it will probably be late Saturday 
afternoon or Saturday night before the unit 
reaches Atlanta. Lieutenant Colonel Cyrus 
W. Strickler, who is in command, will tele- 
graph Mayor James L. Key, giving the hour 
of scheduled arrival. 

Not One Death. 

The Emory LTnit returns intact. There has 
not been a death among either officers or men 
since the unit left Atlanta last June. Every- 
body will be found in fine health and spirits 
when Camp Gordon is reached. The record is 
a remarkable and gratifying one. Nineteen 
officers and 163 men will go from here to Camp 
Gordon. The remaining few officers and men, 
some of whom were added to the unit after 
arrival in France, M;ill go to camps nearer 
their homes. 

The Emory Unit learned nere of the plans 
being made in .\tlanta for a great reception 
for the.se heroes of the medical profession and 
their lay assistants who alleviated the suffer- 
ings of more than 9,000 ill and wounded men 



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corps. Captain Sauls today attended to the 
details of final inspection by camp officers, the 
distribution and pressing of new uniforms, 
and the routine duties of the men at the de- 
barliation camp. 

Jiixt Pour Cooties. 

Reverting to the "debarked, deloused and 
delighted" telegram, the Emory Unit probably 
holds the record for cleanliness. Of course, 
it isn't pleasant perhaps to talk of delousing 
and cooties, but it is a cleansing commodity 
through which all returning troops must go. 

"We imported practically no cooties," said 
Dr. Sauls, smiling. "In fact our entire unit 
of more than 200 men and officers possesseu 
just four cooties — and these were acquired 
coming over on the Kroonland, and while in 
contact with other troops. Th-t's about one 
cootie for every fifty men, so our boys came 
through the sanitary inspection and clean-u^i 
excellently. ' 

Unique Record. 

First Lieutenant James P. McGee, who 
served throughout as an adjutant of the hos- 
pital unit, furnished The Journal with a ros- 
ter of Base Hospital No. 43. The Emory 
Unit, incidentally, was probably the only or- 
ganization to have sole and continued charge 
of a base hospital during the months of Amer- 
ica's active participation in the war. The 
Atlanta contingent began operations at Blois 
on July 3, the day of the opening of one of 
the great German offensives, with a bed ca- 
pacity of 1,100. When the armistice came the 
hospital had a bed capacity of 2,400. 

Lieutenant McGee recalled pleasantly the 
visit to this hospital of Ward Greene, The 
Journal's staff correspondent in France, who 
spent two days with the Georgians there. 

"With the exception of three officers and less 
than a dozen men," said Adjutant MeGee, 
"our whole unit is back. We did not lose a 
man through sickness, aerial attack: or acci- 
dent. 

"We have handled approximately nine 
thousand cases at Base Hospital No. 43. The 
greatest tax upon our facilities came follow- 
ing Chateau Thierry, St. Mihiel and the Ar- 
gonne engagements. Physicians, nurses and 
hospital attendants of the Emory LTnit worked 
long hours and without complaint under the 
stress of the demands caused by these great 
battles. 

"Our hospital was ideally situated in one of 
the noted chateau regions of France, about 
ninety miles southwest of Paris. There was 
little rain and the hospital was one of the best 
in the American expeditionary forces. 



"The Emory Unit stuck toge^.ier in France 
and now we are back together. The boys are 
cheerful and conscious of good service but ex- 
ceedingly anxious to get back to Georgia, the 
home of most of us." 

Thirteen Left Behind. 

"We left three officers and about ten men in 
France. The latter will be used for a time on 
clerical duty, as the medical service was short 
on office men. Captain E. G. Ballinger, of our 
unit, has gone with the army of occupation. 
Captain Cecil Stockard, just promoted to that 
rank, has been transferred to Camp Hospital 
No. 26, at Staignan, and Chaplain J. L. All- 
good is temporarily with the Fourteenth En- 
gineers. 

"Captain Hansell Crenshaw, of Atlanta, now 
at Camp Hill, who came on a few days ahead 
of us, will join us Wednesday and go to At- 
lanta Friday." 

Probably By Special Train. 

The Emory L^nit, as now constituted, in- 
cludes a few officers from other States, and 
they will not go to Gordon. The same applies 
to about a dozen men from Kansas, Kentucky 
and other States, who were assigned to the 
hospital last fall. They will go from here 
to other camps. 

The officers who will part company with the 
unit here include Major Haskins, Minnesota; 
Captains Berlin and Phillips, of New York, 
and Kaucker, of Pennsylvania, and Lieuten- 
ants Box, of Mississippi; Gottschall, of Penn- 
sylvania, and Silliman, of New York. 

The Boys Left Behind. 

Because the medical service in France 
needed good stenographers, typists and office 
assistants, nearly a dozen of the boys of the 
Emory unit were left behind when the more 
fortunate ones sailed away from St. Nazaire 
on the Kroonland. According to the fellows 
who have arrived at Newport News, the few 
who were left behind constitute a disappointed 
lot. Sombeody had to stay, however, and in 
the lottery several of the Emory Unit boys 
were held for further service in France. They 
hope to get home within a short time. The 
following members of the imit were remem- 
bered by their liome-going associates as wist- 
fully watching the remainder of the organi- 
zation as it sailed away: 

Corporal Francis R. McEnery, Sergt. Harry 
F. Thomas, First-Class Privates James B. 
Cross, Albert B. Gauldin, James C. Reeves, 
Walter B. Hamlin, James B. Downs, Twyman 
S. Mattinglv and Newton B. Wood. 



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Emory Unit Given 
Rousing Welcome 



HORRORS OF WAR 
FORGOTTON WITH 
LOVED ONES NEAR 



Wild Scramble to Greet Wives 
and Sweethearts When Or- 
der to Break Ranks 
Is Given 



BAND PLAYS "DIXIE" 

AS TRAIN ARRIVES 



Demonstration But Forerunner of 

Formal Reception Which Will Be 

Given Later This Week 



By Jack Reillei/. 

Tired and weary from their long ride, but 
with beaming faces, Ernory Hospital Unit — • 
Atlanta's own sons — arrived at Camp Gordon 
Saturday afternoon at 2 o'clock. Burdened 
v/ith their overseas equipment and anxious to 
bid welcome to relatives and friends who were 
at the camp to witness their triumphant re- 
turn, the boys almost brolve ranks as the troop 
train bringing them from Xewport News ar- 
rived at tlie receiving platform of the camp. 

More than 300 relatives of the boy heroes 
and their friends gathered about the platform, 
and long before the train was near the scene 
of the assembly, a mighty cry of welcome 
broke out from excited wives, sweethearts and 
mothers of those who have served their coun- 
try in time of peril and who are at home to 
receive their badge of distinction; their hon- 
orable discharge. 



At Gordon Short Time. 

The men will not have to remain at Camp 
Gordon for more than seven days. According 
to the officers in charge of the demobilization 
office, work will commence Monday morning 
in an effort to have the Emory Unit entirely 
disbanded before Sunday next'. Physical ex- 
aminations for these returned Atlanta soldiers 
are scheduled for the first two days of this 
week. 

Tlie men were in the highest of spirits and 
tlieir feelings were mirrored by the mirth of 
those who came to see them. But one inci- 
dent occurred to mar the pleasantry of the 
afternoon. Just as his aged mother Ijent over 
to kiss him. Private J. T. Ellington swooned 
and dropped to the floor of tlie barracks 
building before his fellow medical men could 
assist him. It was some time before he re- 
gained consciousness. After a hasty exami- 
nation, he was sent to the base hospital suf- 
fering from an attack of "flu". 

Many of Atlanta's best known and influ- 
ential men and women were at the camp to 
cheer the home-coming of their boys. Long 
before the time scheduled for the arrival of 
the train, many hundred crowded about the 
station and sang and made merry. Mrs. S. 
M. Inman, who is doing all things possible to 
make the coming reception to the boys a mem- 
orable one, was one of the first women to 
stand in line and shake hands with the boys 
in service. 

Band Plays "Dixie." ' 

Overseas hats were thrown in the air as 
the strains of "Dixie" pealed forth from the 
Forty-fifth infantry band. On the other end 
of the platform. Camp Gordon's famous col- 
ored band was playing "It's a Long, Long 
Trail." When the train reached its final des- 
tination, the surging mass commenced to move 
forward, but a cordon of provost guards kept 
them on the platform. 

Tlie boys were allowed to leave their places 
in the troop train and lined in military form- 
ation thirty yards in front of the crowd. 



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Greetings were exchanged. Children yelled 
with glee as they recognized tneir dads; moth- 
ers wept with joy at the sight of their re- 
turned boys, and wives and sweethearts filled 
the air with kisses sent to their loved ones. 

At 2:30 o'clock the men were marched 
through the aisle of human masses down Har- 
dee avenue to the casual demobilization quar- 
ters. There they were checked by their offi- 
cers and "fall out" was given. 

Loved Ones Sought. 

At the sound of this order the men broke 
ranks, threw their packs on the ground and a 
wild scramble was enacted as the officers and 
enlisted men sought their loved ones. The 
greeting lasted but a few minutes when the 
men were again lined up by their officers. 

Song Leader C. W. Morse then told the men 
that it would be befitting to show their spirit 
by the rendition of several songs. After this. 
Dr. Howard Cree, head of the War Camp 
Community Service, told the men that the en- 
thusiasm shown the men today was but a fore- 
runner of the tribute Atlanta would pay to its 
returned sons during the coming week. 

"On behalf of the city of Atlanta — the 
greatest city in the country — I welcome you 
hack," said Mayor Key, in speaking to the 
boys. "You have done your bit and Atlanta 
will not forget you. We have arranged a cel- 
ebration which befits your deeds of heroism 
on foreign soil. We will not announce final 
plans until we know definitely when the Sev- 
enteenth Engineers will be back with you. It 
was a great thing for Atlanta to have its rep- 
resentative men answer the call of her country 
in times of need and to think that you all 
responded so nobly is a thought that will live 
long in the memory of those who are here 
now to see you and to the future inhabitants 
of this great city." 

Assigned to Barracks. 

After the welcome home, the men were as- 
sisrned to their barracks and after carrying 
straw for several l^locks for their bed sacks, 
made ready for their short staj' in Camp Gor- 
don. 

One of the most thrilling sights at the camp 
yesterday afternoon was the assigning of men 
to remain at the camp for the week-end. Each 
and every boy wanted a week-end pass and 
his relatives were here to see that he received 
it. But military rule bids that a certain 
per cent of the men remain off pass and on 
duty. Numbers were placed in hats and those 



who were lucky enough to escape the blanks 
washed and were whisked away for their long- 
timed celebration. 

One of the first men to break the line of 
provost guards and welcome the boys back 
was Dr. E. C. Davis, formerly major with the 
unit. Orders had been given that no one was 
to be allowed on the track on which the troop 
train pulled in on. Dr. Davis escaped 
through the crowd and when accosted, ran, 
saying: "These are my boys; I have worked 
witn them and I am going to see them right 
now." So quick were his actions that he 
jumped on the train and was hand-shaking 
with officers and men before the train came 
to a .stop. 

Following is the roster of officers who re- 
ported with the unit Saturday: 

l.icutoTiant Colonel Cyrus W. Strickler. 
.Majors .John S. Derr, Frederick C. Hodgson. 
Captains Leslie L. Blair, .\llen N. Bunce, 
Weldon E. Parson, Henry C. Sauls. 

Lieutenants Forest M. Barfield, Joseph R. 
Barfield. Murdock E. Equien, John B. Fitts, 
Edgar H. Greene, Charles E. Lawrence, James 
P. McGee, Fred B. Rawlings, Joseph D. Os- 
borne, Witherspoon Wallace, William E. 
Street. 

Roster of enlisted men follows: 
Sergeants Patrick N. B. Hampton, John D. 
Lowndes, John A. Cash, Sinclair S. .Jacobs, 
John W. Parker, AValter W. Daniel, Joel C. 
Harris, John H. Griffith, Albert \. Jelks, 
Charles M. Sciple, Alexander M. Wynn, Sam- 
uel C. Black, Lawrence S. Fiinke, Eugene W. 
Hodges, Warren Y. Smith, .John L. Stephens, 
Leonard P. Williams, Charlie M. Gavan, Clyde 
M. -McClure, Turner A. McCord. 

Corporals Robert L. Tarpley, Henry C. 
Burr, Evelyn Hamilton, Wofford H. Gilreath, 
George M. Marshall. 

Cooks Roy K. Dobbs, Louis Gordon, Yancey 
Hill, Robert E. Marks, William M. Mathews, 
William A. McWhorter, Eugene B. Riley. 

First Class Privates Leonidas Albert, Frank 
E. .Vndrews, Robert L. Austin, Jack L. Bag- 
aett, Willis E. Barrow, Thomas A. Baugus, 
Leon W. Beddingfield, John AV. Bell, Claude 
S. Bennitt, George M. Bird, Max M. Bowdoin, 
Philip R. Bradford, J. R. Brock, Oscar L. 
Brown, Carl F. Browne, Claude E. Bullard, 
Alfred K. Bussev, Carl C. Cain, James H. 
Clark, Robert W. Cook, William A. Cook, 
Theodore H. Crews, Wise E. Dalton, Jackson 
L. Daniel, Quillian C. Daniel, Jesse C. Davis, 



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Thimas H. Diliard, William C. DuBose, Al- 
fred C. Dunson, George F. Durham, Joseph T. 
Ellington, Lovett S. Faircloth, Owen W. 
Gaines, Hugh H. Gee, Elam H. Griffith, Fred 
M. Grist, Eugene W. Hall, Rov J. Harris, Wil- 
liam A. Hatfield, Estelle P. Hodges, William 
E. Hopkins, Lehma E. Hopper, Joshua C. 
Hutchins, James J. Jeffers, Luther H. Jer- 
nigan, Martin L. Johnson, Edward R. Jones, 
Homer G. Jones, James J. Kelley, George W. 
Kennington, Bramwell C. Kerr, Thomas L. 
Knowles, Bonnie D. Latimer, Harma Rex 
Lavender, James .\. Lot'tin, M;ik-nlni J. Long, 
Talmage M. Martin, Hubert K. Maytield, Hu- 
bert McDonald, Harrv H. McFarland, Joseph 
W. Neal, Thomas H.'Xeal, Leon H. O'Quinn, 
Cecil R. Pate. Robert F. Patterson, Lewis S. 
Patton, Charles H. Peacoclv, Lewis W. Perkins, 
Harvey F. Persons. Fred Pinegar. Millard A\ . 
Price, James M. Radney, Lennie .J. Redwine, 
James M. Reeves, Edward L. Rodden, John 

A. Scoggins, Paul C. Sliehee. Raymond L. Sit- 
ton, Frank D. Solomon. Claude ,T. Spencer, 
Julius C. Spjier, William L. S])rouse. I^ouie 

B. Stacy, James E. Statliaui. Walter F. Stew- 
art, Roy M. Stone. George M. Strickland. Wil- 
liam J. Tavlor. Johnnie '1'. Trawick. John 
LVsher, Samuel G. AValker. Will Cobli Wallace. 
Hermon H. Watson. Charles Y. Weathers. 
Burgess A. West. Little S. Wheeler. William 
W. AVilson, Alexander \. Wootten, Henry C. 
Wriaht, Arthur B. Wrigley, Robert Wynne, 
William H. Youmans. Andrew Adkins. 

Privates — David F. Barrington, Charles E. 
Backstrnm, .Tohn D. Campbell, Oscar W. Cox, 
Henrv G. Crouch. AVilliam R. Davis. Victor 
Daitch, Berrv D. Edwards, Fulton L. Ezell, 
Natlian T. Frazer, Walter C. Freeman, Rob 

C. Gordon, Eusene I^. Leary, Wesley M. Les- 
ter, John W. Lewis. James A. Low, Thomas 
H. Meckel, Je'se F. Mize, John T. Morgan 
(21, Vester L. Morris, Ralph Reeves, John T. 
Sanders. Harvev H. Smith. William A. Smith, 
William J. B. ' Smothers, Robert T. Stewart. 
Willie R. Trimble, Ernest W. Veal, Joe 



Crawford Wells, Eddie Lee Williams, Luther 
Wilson. 

One of the happiest men in the returning 
unit was its genial and popular commander. 
Lieutenant Colonel Cyrus W. Strickler, one of 
Atlanta's most widely known pnysicians and 
surgeons. ''It sure feels good to be back in 
old Atlanta," said the Colonel, as he shook the 
hand of Mayor Key. "We have done our work, 
the war is over, and I know each and every 
man in this unit is very desirous of getting 
down to hard work in civil life again. I want 
to say that words cannot express the good 
feeling and comradeship that existed in the 
Emory Unit. They were hard workers, real 
soldiers and men of the highest type." 

From the numlier of machines congregated 
about the area in which the boys are housed, 
it seemed that relatives Ijelieved they could 
take the boys right home with them. This 
was n"t so. for fires had to be started, the 
area policed and the barracks made ready for 
the number who were forced to remain on 
dutv. 

When the Emorv Unit left .\tlanta for 
"overseas" exactly 200 were included in their 
number. Returning Saturday were 185. The 
fifteen lost to the unit were transferred to 
other hospitals, owing to the experience gained 
while on the other si'^e. Not a member of the 
unit suffered severe illness and no deaths re- 
ported. It is said that the Emory Unit was 
one of the best trained and had the best phys- 
ical and medical material of any similar unit 
in the United States service. 

During its service in France, the Emory 
Unit occupied a Blois wagon factory that had 
been converted into an up-to-date field hos- 
pital. There were almost 10,000 cases handled 
by the local boys. These wounded men were 
brought back from the front and received the 
attention of Atlanta's proud sons. In this 
way, the Emory tTnit was kept in close con- 
tact with all the horrors of war without en- 
tering into actual combat.— T/ic Atlanta Con- 
stitxtion, March 30, 1919. 



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Emory Unit Is 

Welcomed Back Home 



Bear Hugs and Kisses Galore 
Showered Upon Returning 
Heroes at Camp Gor- 
don Saturday. 



Bij Dudley Glass. 

If kisses could be valued in American cash 
at, sa}', about forty dollars the each — and 
surely that's reasonable enough if you could 
pick the party of the second part — there must 
have been about eleven million dollars circu- 
lated at Camp Gordon between 2:45 and 3:00 
p. m. yesterday, immediately following the ar- 
rival home of the Emory Unit — home from 
France after nearly a year's absence. And 
bear hugs! Oo-la-la! 

There were wives who hadn't seen their hus- 
bands and babies who had missed their dad- 
dies, and motliers and fathers who hugged 
stalwart sons and then held them off at arm's 
length and looked at them — just looked at 
them as though they couldn't believe their own 
eyes, or couldn't get enough of looking. And 
everybody, after the first hug and kisses, said: 

"My, but you're looking good." 

They were looking good, too. Never a finer 
looking set of men ever stepped off a train in 
America than this Emory Unit, after a year 
in the open. Take Pat Hampton, for instance. 
When Pat was around town chasing business 
for the Seaboard he was thin as a dime and 
looked a bad insurance risk. Sergeant Pat 
Hampton yesterday looked like a blacksmith. 
Take Emmett Marks, who used to carry 
around about 90 pounds of excess baggage. 
It's all solid muscle now, and Emmett looks 
all over a man. But you could call tlw roll 
of the cnaps you knew and the story would 
be the same. One of the noncoms told me on 
the side that there were other improvements. 

All Are "White" Now. 
"There was one or two fellows I could 
mention if I was naming names who started 
out thinking they were just a little bit better 
than the Almighty," he said. "But they're 
white men now, vou bet. There's not a man 



in the outfit who's not all to the good, officers 
and men. That's straight." 

The special train arrived from Newport 
News at 2:05 p. m. It had not been expected 
until after nightfall, but the early editions of 
the papers announced its coming in time for 
the relatives to crank up their cars and hurry 
to the camp, and several hundred were there 
when the special arrived. Mayor Key and a 
large proportion of his official committee which 
has been arranging a welcome for the unit and 
the Seventeenth Engineers arrived shortly be- 
fore the train pulled in. Mrs. S. M. Inman, 
who heads the sub-committee on arrange- 
ments, brought two big silk flags, which were 
waived furiously by two pretty girls. Colonel 
and Mrs. W. L. Peel were early arrivals. The 
whole platform was crowded with kinfolks, 
most of them women and children and girls. 
The girls made it look almost like a debutantes' 
garden party. 

After several false alarms, and a series of 
arguments with the municipal police, who in- 
sisted that everybody stick on the platform, 
the Emory Unit's train finally hove in sight — 
across about eleven tracks and too far away 
for faces to be recognized. It passed by rap- 
idly, ran far down the tracks, and backed up 
to a point opposite the platform, but fifty 
yards away. The mothers and wives had 
imagined the boys would tumble off the train 
into their arms, byt that isn't the military 
manner of doing things. The returned men 
were kept forming and reforming in the yards 
for thirty minutes, and then marched past the 
platform, across the road into Camp Gordon 
proper, and then about half a mile down one 
of the streets to the personnel station. The 
relatives who had automobiles followed. Oth- 
ers walked or borrowed a ride. And then, 
forty minutes or more after the train had 
arrived, the boys from France were turned 
loose to kiss their mothers or their wives, or 
perhaps their sweethearts. 

^[ade l^p for Delays. 

But they made up for all delays after that. 
For ten minutes there was joy unconfined. 
Then somebody rounded the men into ranks 



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again — the officers had gone elsewhere — and 
lined them up to undergo a welcome from the 
city. Dr. Howard Cree spoke first, intro- 
ducing Mayor Key, who wasn't Mayor when 
the boys " went overseas. Then Mayor Key 
welcomed the boys home to Atlanta. They 
both were excellent speeches, probably the best 
either speaker ever made, for neither was more 
than two minutes long. The boys were told 
of the welcome entertainment to be given them 
this week, and informed that each woidd be 
given three tickets for relatives. Then the 
outfit was turned round again for more pic- 
tures to be made. And after that there was 
something else to be done. 

More than all else, after the first kissing, 
the men wanted to know: 

"When do we get a chance to go to town?" 
But nobody could answer that question. There 
were scores, too, who had not been greeted by 
the homefolks at the camp and who were crazy 
to reach home, for an hour, at least. The con- 
census of opinion was that they'd get a 
pass for supper. But nobody could find 
out anything definite. At least it was made 
known that they could leave by 5 o'clock for 
a visit to their homes, and there was a wild 
dash for the taxis. But many a boy rode home 
in the family car between Mother and Dad. 

The newspaper men backed old friends into 
corners and demanded stories — interviews — ■ 
gossip — anything. 



Talk Comes Hard. 

"No, I don't know a thing," they all said. 
"France? Oh, yes, France is all right. Sure. 
Yes, I'm glad to be home. Of course. No, I 
didn't get hurt. Never was anywhere to get 
hurt. Up at Blois all the time, you know. 
Sure. Tell me what's going on here. Haven't 
seen a paper in a month. No, nothing hap- 
pened on the train. When does the baseball 
season open? Oh, yes, everybody's well, I 
think. Haven't heard of anybody being sick. 
Gee, I'd like to get out of this and into town 
again. Want to see the Peachtree parade be- 
fore dark." 

And so, it appeared, there was absolute'y 
no news. Colonel Cyrus Strickler might have 
known some, but he disappeared after the first 
moment. But everybody else was totally ab- 
sorbed in the fact that he was at home again, 
likely to be discharsed soon, and ready to get 
back on the old job, or something better. 

They didn't appear vastlv interested in a 
civic welcome. They wanted to get their feet 
under the old mahogany again and surround a 
plateful of mother's waffles. They wanted to 
stand in front of Tom Pitts' place, after ab- 
sorbing a real coca-cola for the first time in a 
year, and see the old familiar faces go by. 
They had had enough marching to last them 
a month of Sundays, they said. But if At- 
lanta wanted to turn out and do itself proud, 
why, all right. — The Sunday American, March 
30, 1919. 



Hugs, Sqeezes and 

Gurgles Mingle as 

Emory Boys Detrain 



By O. B. Kceler. 
The Emory Unit is here, or nearly so. As 
these lines escape a stuttering typewriter a 
couple of hundred sunburned men from At- 
lanta and vicinity are straggling back by twos 
and threes and squads to the city from Camp 
Gordon. Many of them are somewhat clut- 
tered up with relatives and friends — but I 
wouldn't say they were incumbered. Man, if 
you could have seen those greetings at Camp 
Gordon Saturday afternoon ! Women of all 
ages soundlv kissed and hugued. Babies 
squeezed until they gurgled. Backs hammered 



until the dust flew. Hands crushed until the 
crushee counted his fingers afterward. And 
not a few men "embraced on 'the cheek" by 
the returning adventurers, too. Yet I do not 
think they got that idea in France. It was 
simply a spontaneous outrush of affection 
from a son to a father — and it made your eyes 
sting to see it. 

Well, and the}^ had one complicated time 
getting started back to Atlanta from Camp 
Gordon. At the receiving station, or whatever 
it is, I staggered back and forth, sorting out 
returned friends in the hot sun while there 



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were photographs being- made and sporadic 
shouts of salutation exchanged. I didn't rfe- 
alize liow many friends had gone away with 
that bunch last June. 

There was Dr. Hansell Crenshaw — a cap- 
tain; and Dr. Leslie Blair, of Marietta — an- 
other captain; and Johnny Griffith, of Mari- 
etta, and Charlie Sciple and Dozier Lowndes, 
and Captain Bunce, and Major Derr, and 
George Marshall, and Emmett Marks, and I 
looked all around for Sinclair Jacobs and Ja- 
key Harris, but they were always a couple of 
jumps ahead of me. I think they must have 
been hiding, or else looking for somebody else 
at high speed. I had a fine chase after Colonel 
Strickler, too. but at last caught up with him 
long enough to get him photographed, on the 
wing, you might say. 

But there was a lot of stuff before the bunch 
ever got as far as the receiving station. 

We assembled faithfully at the railroad stop 
and looked up the track hopefully and down 
the track liopefully and at 1:.1.5' o clock the 
train came alono-, a quarter of a mile away, 
and went past \is as if we weren't even a flag- 
stop. 

"They're aoing right on into town," wailed 
the assemb'ed multitude. But tliev didn't. 
Thev steamed on down to get on a sid'ng and 
presently came bac'-ing back; eight cars 
packed with men in khaki, who cheered. 

That was one scene. The other was on the 
docks. 

They bad to stay on the docks, because no- 
bodv was allowed down near the t'-acks, except 
M. P.'s and photog-raDbers. Colonel Todd was 
in command of the arrangements and he saw 
to that. Reporters were burred, too. 

So we were shooed back to the edge of the 
crowd of welcomers. which was b^- that time 
hanging in a =ort of fringe off the pl"tform, 
and General Safe's own pet negro ia". band 
wa<; iaz''ing in a most intoxicating fashion, and 
peop'e were saving Oh. there's Joe — right over 
there; and the photon-raphers, were photo- 
graphing busily, and girls were squealing, and 
so forth, and so on. The Caucasian band, 
which was to lead the iiarade to the receiving 
station — where the military reception was to 
he he'd. I infer'-ed — lined up and one member 
suggested playing a mess call to jar tilings 
loose. Then a whistle tooted, and here they 
came. 

There had been some notable efforts at 
cheering as the long train steamed past the 
first time. There was more cheering when it 
backed back and stopped. But when that bur- 



dened colunui of squads started forward over 
the tracks, the lid came off and the welkin 
reached to press the button. It was time to 
ring. 

We coidd spot them as they came nearer; 
the officers' squad in front; then the boys. 
Their faces were extremely red — from tlie sea 
voyage, I suppose. Their eyes were puckered 
at the cornei-s, like those of men used to look- 
ing across waste places or great waters in the 
sun. Their eyes were wet, too — lots of them. 
But the wettest eyes were looking out across 
the tracks, from the platform. 

One chap heard bad news as be reached the 
receiving station. It must have been a sad 
home-coming for liim — someone lie loved must 
liave died just before he came back. He was 
all liroken up over it, and two of the boys were 
trying to comfort him, and all of a sudden I 
got just a bint of what it would mean to come 
home again — to a home that wasn't all there. 
"How can I come home now?" he was saying. 
Home — it's only a name; an empty name, 
without tliose who make it "home." 

There was a lot more photographing at tlie 
receiving station, and a couple of speeches, 
the principal one bv Mavor Key, which was 
beautifully brief and to the point. He spoke 
less than two minutes and said it all. "We're 
glad to welcome you home," lie said. "We're 
proud of you — we want you to know it. We 
will trv to show you." 

The boys scafFered a bit among the groups 
of welcomers who had followed them to the 
station. Then we had a chance to ta'k to th°m. 
Thev had seen busv and exciting tim?<:. The 
first months we-e the busiest. Wound and 
r'Perati''e casps. mostb-. Lord, what a l"t of 
tbem from Chateau Thie'-ry. And then from 
St. Mihiel. Every i.rive by our troops meant 
a harvest of wounded to care for. You could 
trace the severity of the fighting bv the press 
of wounded. 

Johnny Griffith, my old side-kick from Ma- 
rietta, told me aliout the number of giUons 
or barrels — I forgot wh'cli — he had to supply 
a day of the famous Dakin Solution during 
the first big push. Johnny was at the di«pen- 
sarv for three hospitals and he was a busv 
Johnny, too. But toward the end he had time 
for a grand trip to Paris and Nice and other 
places. 

Charlie Sciple told me about the old castle 
at Blois. He ."aw the room where the mean 
"Id Queen Catherine de Medici spent the last 
davs of her life and died and the king's cham- 



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ber where Henri III summoned the great Due 
de Guise and had him murdered.* * * How 
it called up Dumas and The Gentleman of 
France, and the wild, daric days of 1585, or 
whatever year it was, that Henry of Navarre 
came flashing his white plume to the top of 
tne heap! Blois must be a wonderful old 
place. And all full of hospitals and hospital 
worli, it must have had an added interest with 
the new history that was being made there. 

Mrs. Lowndes was among thos; present — 
naturally. It wasn't the first time she had 
seen Dozier, however. She went on to New- 
port News to greet him on landing, and then 
beat him home and went out to Camp Gordon 
to greet him again. She had a new trench 
cap in one hand and a small silk flag in the 
other. I asked about the cap. 

"The one he had on at Newport News was 
— well, it looked moth-eaten," she said. "I 
couldn't get one for him there, but I got this 
one and I'm going to give it to him as soon 
as I get at him." 

This was as soon as some of the regulations 
eased up, and Dozier presently was looking 



spick and span as a you'.htui spouse could 
wish. 

I was making bets with myself that Hansell 
Crenshaw wouldn't recognize his son Ollinger. 
Since last June the youthful Ollinger has 
grown about three feet. He reached the age 
where boys grow suddenly, and then he seemed 
to have sprouted. He is nearly as tail as his 
father, now; and his father's a large, tall man. 
Not quite so thick as when he went away last 
June; he looks harder, physically. Remember 
what T. R. said about men with "hard faces 
and soft bodies?" These men who came back 
with the Emory Unit are the reverse of that. 
Their faces show — though they may never have 
guessed it — that they have suffered with many 
and many a boy who was nothing to them — 
nothing but a wounded American soldier. 

But that was enough: enough to leave the 
lines in their faces, and a look in their eyes 
that wasn't there when they sailed away, last 
June. 

They did their duty and all of it. And 
tney're home again — God bless them all ! — • 
The Sunday American, March 30, 1919. 



CAUGHT IN THE CROWD! 



George S. Lowndes had the finest birthday 
gift yesterday he ever had in a succession of 
— well, a good many — birthdays. His son, Top 
Sergeant Dozier Lowndes, came from France 
with the Emory Unit. And Dad was waiting 
at Camp Gordon to welcome him, you bet. 

Also there was Mrs. Lowndes and Mrs. 
Lowndes, Jr., who already had seen him at 
Newport News — had watched his ship come in, 
and had dined with him out of a soldier's mess 
kit — and who had returned earlv in the day 
on a regular train, for wives and such impedi- 
ments are not desired on troop trains. And 
Mrs. Milton Dargan was also waiting to greet 
ber son-in-law. And there was Charles E. 
Sciple waiting with Mrs. Sciple to meet Ser- 
geant Charley, .Tr. And Mrs. Charley, Jr., Was 
there, too. waiting with all the young matrons 
and the debutantes. 

Colonel and Mrs. Peel were there, as they 
always are when there's anything going on. 
This young couple are part of the reception 
committee, and they were the first of the com- 
mittee to get the news and order out their 
limousine. L^nofficiallv, they had come to greet 
Arthur Cook, Mrs. Peel's nephew and a son 



of the late Phil Cook, Secretary of State. 

Mrs. Cyrus Strickler was waiting for a 
glimpse of her husband, the commander of the 
Emory Unit, and disappeared with him before 
the train hardly had stopped. Mrs. Jere Os- 
born was waiting to see her husband, Dr.-Lieu- 
tenant Osborn, and Mrs. H. Y. McCord was 
there to kiss her son, Jeff. 

Mrs. B. M. Davidson, of Dawson, was in the 
group on the platform, waiting for the train 
to bring her back her brother, Lieutenant Ed- 
gar H. Greene. 

Probably the oroudest man on the platform 
at the Camp Gordon station was Samuel E. 
Gordon, of No. .390 Capitol avenue,' who waved 
a flag frantically as he caught a glimpse of 
his son acrops the tracks. 

"That's Louis," he cried. "He's the chief 
cook. And now he has come home. He gets 
married in a month, too. The girl — she has 
been waiting for him." 

Alexander M. Wynn. who in days gone by 
resided at No. 81 Peachtree circle, but at pres- 
ent me.=s sergeant, stopped putting up an 
army cit long enough to tell of some of the 
things he liked best about France. 



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''The best thing I saw," Sergeant Wynn 
said, "was the streets of Blois turn from a 
quiet business section into a mass of waving 
flags on November 11, about 11 a. m. At 11 
o'clock everj'thing was going along just as it 
had for the past four years, but suddenly an 
avalanche of flags dropped from all windows 
and the town went wild. Of course, we did, 
too. 

About that time R. L. Sitton, of No. 85 
Drury street, in trying to fix his cot, pulled 
down the encased "Emory Unit flag," and 
Sergeant Wynn took occasion to remark that 
the banner which was presented to the unit 
by Bishop Warren A. Candler, never left its 
casing during the entire time the unit was 
gone from Atlanta. 

Alex A. Wooten, of No. 82 East Linden 
street, wouldn't take a thousand good old 
United States dollars for his trip to France, 
but he wouldn't exchange a ride on an At- 
lanta street car from Camp Gordon to Atlanta 
for another one just like it, he said, while un- 
doing his kit. 

"What do they do with water in France?" 
is a question that Louis Gordon, No. 390 Cap- 
itol avenue, wanted somebody to answer, de- 
spite the fact that he spent several months in 
that country. "They don't drink it; and it's 
a cinch they don't use it to wash with, and 
the only thing I found they used it for was to 
pour it on the ground to make some real 
French mud, like which there is none on earth," 
Mr. Gordon said, while beating out the straw 
in a Government mattress. 

"Of the most hated members of the unit," 
'Jake' (Joe' Chandler) Harris said, ''I 
was one, and Alex Wynn was the other. He 
was the mess ser^reant and I was the supply 
sergeant. Don't care what happened, one of 
us was to blame." -Sergeant Harris, at the 
time of enlisting in the Emory LTnit, was ad- 
vertisinnr manager of The Genrciian. 

The German wounded prisoners are good for 
one thina'. at least George AV. Kennington, No. 
7.5 We<;t Peachtree, said. "They sure wilt work 
when convalescent, and, believe me, buddy, 
when thev were able we saw to it that they 
got plenty of it. 

"And also," he continued, "if you want to 



cuss 'em out, why just go ahead. They don't 
understand the profane language any better 
than English." 

"All of the boys worked mighty hard," W. 
A. Cook, No. aio East Linden street, said, 
"until the armistice was signed. Then we all 
wanted to go back home to 'mother.' Most of 
us, however, took trips down to Paris, Nice, 
Monte Carlo and a few other places you 
couldn't spell if I told you. Monte, however, 
wasn't so awfully popular with the boys. They 
were used to back-alley and ward crap games." 

It took the big war and a trip over to 
France to develop the "Emory LTnit Quartet," 
but they do say those who have heard them 
sing that it's some quartet. During the ten 
months that the Emory Unit has been abroad 
the quartet has helped the boys to tide over 
lots of dull moments. They have sung in 
theaters in different parts of France and they 
once sang before the ex-ambassador to China. 
The quartet is composed of Rex Lavender, of 
Valdosta; Loftin Knowles, of Columbus; Lewis 
Perkins, and Arthur Cook, of Atlanta. 

Arthur Cook, by the way, was married a 
short while before he went to France and he 
was one of the happy husbands who had their 
fair brides waiting for them when the unit 
detrained Saturday. 

They say Luther Jarnigan was mighty sick 
coming over on the boat. Luther doesn't sav 
so himself, but the boys still talk about it. 
They tell this on him: 

One of the officers asked him one day how 
he felt, and he said: "Sir, they have buried 
men that didn't feel half as bad as I do. And 
if this boat lands at Africa now, henceforth 
and forevermore Africa's my home. No more 
ocean trips for me." 

The Emory Unit brought back one third 
lieutenant, something rather new in these parts. 
He is liieutenant Jo.shua Hutchins, of Athens, 
and his rank is designated by a black stripe 
across the sleeve and cap. Lieutenant Hutch- 
ins was attending a training school in France 
when the imit was ready to return to America, 
and he returned without getting his commis- 
sion as second lieutenant. — The Sunday Amer- 
ican., March 30, 1919. 



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Mothers^ Wives and 

Sweethearts in Force 

Welcome Emory Unit 



By Winnie Freeman. 

Ordinarily a woman shies at jumping off 
of a five-foot platform into a mud-soalced 
field. It took half a dozen military police and 
a colonel to keep a lot of women from per- 
forming this particular stunt Saturday after- 
noon at Camp Gordon, when the Emory Hos- 
pital Unit came home. 

And you couldn't blame the women at that. 
In your heart yoji sort of blamed the colonel 
and the military police for enforcing regu- 
lations upon such a joyous occasion. But of 
course, it's the military way of doing things. 
And the military doesn't deal with hearts. It 
deals more particularly with paper, and guns 
and court-martials and things. 

The military, of course, couldn't be expected 
to recognize such little things as sons being 
returned to mothers, after thirteen long 
months of anxious waiting. The military, of 
course, couldn't understand that a 4-year-old 
baby had spied its daddy among the men de- 
training, and was stretching its arms out in 
gleeful welcome. The military, of course, 
couldn't understand that that young girl, with 
the big box of candy and the big American 
flag and the blue feather on her hat had rec- 
ognized among the hundred or more khaki-clad 
men the husband that she had married just a 
few days before he went to France. 

Jake Harris Discloses Motto. 

No, of course, the military couldn't under- 
stand all these things. And, of course, if It 
did understand, it couldn't do anything about 
it. Jake Harris, supply sergeant of the Em- 
ory Unit, told me that the motto of the unit 
is, "Soldier, you can't stand there." 

Everywhere they'd go, he said, they'd hear 
that same old command, "Soldier, you can't 
stand there," until they really began to won- 
der where they could stand, and if they had 
any rieht to stand at all. Well, it was some- 
thing like that out at Camp Gordon Saturday 
afternoon when the Emory Unit came In. 



The prescribed places for standing were on 
the little station platform, or anywhere back 
of the lines. The person who stood anywhere 
else heard that command at his shoulder, "Say, 
you can't stand there." 

The cololnel said they had to do it because 
all the women would stop the boys just as 
soon as they got off the train, and that it 
would be impossible to get them back to the 
receiving station in any sort of form. Maybe 
he was right. I guess he was. But it seemed 
to me that the most important thing at that 
particular minute was to let the mothers of 
those boys hold them in their arms and kiss 
them, and to let that little baby girl who stood 
there with outstretched arms get to her daddy. 

But it couldn't be done that way. It wasn't 
military. 

It seemed like an awfully long time after 
the train backed into the yards liefore the com- 
mand was given and they were allowed to 
march past to the receiving ward. It seemed 
awfully long to me. It must have seemed much 
longer to those women who were there to meet 
relatives. But finally they did come by — ■ 
marching in fours, and for the most part with 
eyes in front of them. 

Tiirn, Wave and March On. 

Occasionally some lioy would hear his name 
called out by somebody on the platform and 
he'd turn and wave, and then march on. It 
must have been an unsatisfactory sort of way 
to greet a son who'd been away for nearly a 
year. It must have been a terribly unsatis- 
factory way to greet a sweetheart who'd been 
away that long. And I know to that little 
baby girl it was a most unreasonably unsatis- 
factory way to greet a father who'd been away 
so long. 

The bovs marched by, headed by the Forty- 
fifth Infantrv band, and the crowd climbed 
down from the platform, and followed. 

Some rode in automobiles, others walked 
along behind the boys trying to get a word 



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with relatives or friends. Over blocks and 
blocks of hard clay they went to the receiv- 
ing ward. And tne women and the men who 
had come to greet the boys waited patiently 
outside the building while the preliminary or- 
ders were gone through. Then came the order 
to break ranks. And they broke. Believe me, 
they broke. They broke so rapidly that it 
wasn't half a second before every mother's son 
of them had his arms around some happy 
woman, or some good-looking girl, and was 
planting the kiss of welcome where it should 
have been placed some half hour or so before. 

Everybody seemed to want to kiss somebody, 
and everybody seemed to have somebody to 
kiss. Later, when the sergeant, calling for 
men to stay at the barracks Saturday night, 
asked how many there were who had no rel- 
atives in town, there were about twelve or 
fourteen who held up their hands. If that's 
the case, all those pretty girls I saw being 
kissed weren't being kissed by their brothers. 
Because I'm quite certain that every boy in 
that unit kissed some girl during the first five 
or ten minutes after the order was given to 
break ranks. 

Everyhody Was Happy. 

I've seen a lot of happiness spread around 
in more or less abundant lots in my life, but 
I've seldom seen anything quite like that. 
Mavbe it was the havine to wait half an hour 
or more. Or maybe it wasn't. Anyway, it 
was the most whole-heartedly happy bunch 
I've ever seen gathered together. And it was 
hard to tell which was happier — the boys to 
be back, or the mothers and fathers and sweet- 
hearts to have them back. 

The boys — they'd had a good time, as good 
times go — thev said. But they admitted, most 
nf them, that the first real happiness they'd 
known for many months was being known 
ria-ht then. They'd worked pretty hard — 
they'd served as best they could. But they 
were miehty glad to get home, and they hoped 
that old suit of civilians they left hanging in 
the wardrobe hadn't been given to the junk- 
man. 

Yes, most of the boys are anxious to get 
back into civilians. They're tired of soldier- 
ing. Maybe that isn't considered the most 
patriotic way for a soldier to feel. But after 
a job's done, what's the use sitting around 
thmkinc about it and wishing you had another 
one just like it to do, they say. 



Jake Harris, supply sergeant, said that it 
will be the happiest moment in his life when 
he can feel the wind blowing once more up 
his trousers' leg. He was advertising man- 
ager of The Georgian and American before 
he joined the Emory Unit. 

Veterans of Blois. 

"It's been a great life," said Jake, "but I'm 
just about fed up on it. Here we've been 
pretty nearly around the world, and fought 
the battle of Blois, and won it, and now we're 
back again all in nine months. And I, for one, 
am just as glad to be back. 

"It's been pretty tough sailing since we left 
Blois. We've been deloused everywhere we 
stopped. We can't stand anywhere without 
iome one coming up and saying, 'Say, soldier, 
you can't stand there.' I want to get off these 
clothes and put on some civilians, and stand 
where I very well please for a change. I'd 
even like to put my own feet on my own li- 
brary table if I wanted. Then I'd know no- 
body had the right to tell me to move them." 

Charlie Sciple says that if they ever have 
another war he'll be so far away that it will 
cost .<S10,000 to send him a draft notice. "It 
wasn't so bad while we were busy," he said. 
"It was all right, but that trip coming home 
was terrible, and it gave a fellow lots of time 
to think." — The Sundai/ American. March 30, 
1919. 



Joy Over Emory 

Unit's Return Told in 

Kisses and Embraces 



By Ralph T. Jones 

The real story of the return of the Emory 
Hospital Unit, Atlanta's own, to Camp Gor- 
don, can't be told in words. Despite the elas- 
ticity of the English language, the vividness 
if the American speech and the picturesque 
nature of the French phrases the boys have 
brought back with them, it is simply impos- 
sible to transcribe to print the story that was 
told out at Gordon yesterday afternoon. 

Out there, on the dusty ground, with the 
drab company barracks in the background, the 
khaki-clad, sunburnt boys and their relatives 
and loved ones, told the tale of their return 
throuffh the medium of handclasps, hugs and 
kisses. And words cannot replace that media 
r'f expression. 



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When we sent the boys away last jear no 
one Knew how many would come Dack. Xhey 
were going into tnat calaron of strife that was 
then spreading desperate suspense over all the 
allied nations. Ao mother, wife, sweetheart, 
fatlier, daughter or s.)n Knew whether or not 
their boy would ever come home. 

But, thank God, they all came back ! 

Ki.i.ies and Embraces. 

There waj. a smasli.ng of comention and a 
ge/ieral let-down ni pu;e. When the little wo- 
man in the blue coat suit and the perky black 
straw hat glimpsed a certain well-known figure 
emerging from the crowd of khaki, she forgot 
all about who miglit be loolving on, and she 
ran and nestled in those arms and pressed her 
lips to those lips that her heart cried out must 
never, never leave her again. 

When little daughter, aged (i, met again the 
daddy that had been far away in "Fwance" 
for so long, she forgot to ask "What did you 
bring me?" for once in her life, and was sat- 
isfied just to place her little arms around his 
neck and hug and kiss and hug again. 

When the grav-haired father met again the 
son wno had left home to do his share in his 
country's fight, father and son clasped hands 
and no one scorned the moisture in the eve or 
doubted the lump in the throat that took the 
place of speech. 

The boys have lirought something back with 
them they didn't take away. Xo, you are 
wrong, it is neither French w'ves or cooties. 
It is an enlargement of the vocabulary. 

"Sergeant Black ! Ici." yelled a youthful re- 
turned .\tlantan. 

And Sergeant Black came hurrying, because 
the caller's companions were three awfully 
pretty girls — prettier than any French girls he 
had seen, he ."aid. 

Speaking of the Frencli girls, it was stated 
as a positive fact that, although there were no 
Franco-.\merican marriages in the unit, tliere 
are a number of letters from France, ad- 
dressed in unmistakalily feminine script, 
awaiting their addresses at the homes of va- 
rious members of the unit. Six was tlie num- 
ber reported for one stalwart youngster, and, 
be it whispered, each of the six is said to be 
in a different handwriting. Ah, well, oo la la. 

There was one impression gained from sev- 
eral indirect remarks passed by the home- 
comers Saturday. That is that the thinq; they 
most desire is to get back to their old line of 
work and resume the life of pre-war days as 
quickly as possible. 

The boys are proud of the welcome that they 



PERSONNEL OF 

EMORY UNIT IS 

LITTLE ALTERED 



Few Changes Made Since It Started 

to War — Sixty Nurses Left at 

Blois — Names of Those 

Returning 



B.v Theodore Tiller. 

Newport News, Va., March 2fi. — The per- 
sonnel of the Emory Unit has been altered 
probably less than that of any other hospital 
contingent that went to France. Some few 
of the doctors have lieen transferred to other 
dutv and several have preceded the unit home. 
Of the 100 nur.ses with the unit, forty have 
returned to the States and the remainder have 
lieen assigned to Ba.se Hospital 3.5. which suc- 
ceeded tlie Emory Unit Hospital +3 at Blois. 

Among the officers wlio left Atlanta with 
the unit and who preceded it home onlv a short 
time ago are Lieutenant Colonel E. C. Davis, 
Ma.iorVrank K. Boland, Captain ,T. W. Rob- 
erts and others. 

AVives of several of the Atlanta members 
of the unit met the transport Kroonland yes- 
terday to greet their retiirning husbands. 
Thev' included Mrs. .Tolin D. I.owndes, Mrs. 
Charles M. Sciple, Mrs. .Toel C. Harris. Mrs. 
Frederick Hodgson and Mrs. Joseph D. Os- 
borne. 

.\lthough the home addresses of the men 
comprising the unit are not kept except 
through individual records, the roste- shows 
that 14T men came from Georgia; 1-5 from 
Alabama; 11 from Tennessee; 8 from Florida, 
and several scattering from other States. 

Of tlie 147 men from Georgia slightlv more 
than one-third came from Atlanta, as did most 
of the physician-officers. 

are receiving. Thev feel that, it comes from 
Atlanta's heart and they want to let the folks 
know how much they appreciate it all. 

But the great big dav that thev I'lok for- 
ward to most of all is the dav when th=v re- 
ceive their discharges from the military life 
and once again walk across Five Points wear- 
ing "civics." 

Homeward hound ! Home to the dear old 
coiintry, the dear old folks, the dear old 
friends and, just as much, the dear old job. 

Help them to realize their desire. 

—The Sunday American. March .30, 1919. 



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Battle Confetti Fills Emory 

Boys' Barracks Bags 



E. R. Jones, Chattanooga, and 

Owen Gaines, Atlanta, 

Are Best French 

Scholars in 

Outfit. 



It is the popular custom of the day for an 
organization returning from overseas to be 
overloaded with souvenirs. The Emory Unit 
which returned to its old stamping ground at 
Camp Gordon Saturday afternoon, after an 
absence of nearly a year, lives up to the hap- 
piest traditions. The blue barracks bags that 
crossed the ocean with the outfit commanded 
by Lieutenant Colonel Cyrus W. Strickler, 
were bulging Saturday afternoon, and souv- 
enirs were responsible for much of the "bulge." 

One Sergeant declare:! that everything from 
Von Hindenburg's helmet to the glass door- 
knobs off the dugout of the crown prince was 
brought home by the members of the unit. 
Helmets, rifles, bayonets, shells and other odds 
and ends of the battlefield were included in 
the loot, or battlefield confetti, as it might be 
called. 



The two best French scholars in the Emory 
Unit, according to current reports, are E. R. 
Jones, of Chattanooga, and Owen Gaines, of 
Atlanta. These two boys, it is declared, 
showed a remarkable aptitude for French 
nouns and verbs, and came back home with a 
French vocabulary greatly increased and 
strengthened as a result of their jaunt over- 
seas. 



"Frog" Stewart, of "South Georgia," a pop- 
ular member of the unit, also is said to be one 
of the best French scholars in the outfit. 

Albert Hatfield, former Dahlonega football 
star and widely known in Atlanta, who tried 
in various ways to get into the army before 
he finally succeeded, was one of those return- 
ing with the unit to Camp Gordon. 



The Emory Unit can sing ! This fact be- 
came known Saturday afternoon when the men 
lined up between two barracks buildings and 
sang popular songs, with Song Leader Morse 
as the director. "Hail, Hail, the Gang's All 
Here" seemed to be the most appropriate num- 
ber that was sung. 



The unit, incidentally, has a quartet that 
won considerable fame in France. This quar- 
tet was composed of "Cy" Perkins, of Atlanta; 
William Cook, of Atlanta; Rex Lavender, of 
Albany, and Loftin Knowles, of Columbus. 
The quartet, it is declared, could play an ex- 
tended engagement in France if it so desired. 



There was as much hugging and kissing at 
Camp Gordon Saturday afternoon as anywhere 
in the world, not excepting the movies. One 
of the Atlanta boys who came in for his share 
of it — and more — was Burgess West, son of 
Mrs. F. B. Eckford. Miss Emily West, his 
sister, was among those extending him a greet- 



Lonis Gordon was met at the cantonment 
by his entire family and his bride-to-be. When 
the other boys of the unit saw Louis rushed 
oflf into a corner, completely surrounded by 
Georgette crepe and buckled slippers, then 
they understood just why the young man had 
kicked so vigorously about the snail-like speed 
of the train that brought the men from New- 
port News to the main entrance of Camp Gor- 
don. Young Gordon will be married in about 
two months. His father, Samuel E. Gordon, 
waving a tiny flag, was one of the first per- 
sons to arrive at the camp for the reception 
Saturday afternoon. Louis Gordon was the 
chief chef of the outfit overseas. 



Captain H. C. Sauls, of Atlanta, as detach- 
ment commander, will be directly in charge of 
the unit men during their last davs of camp 
life. Captain Sauls is ably assi.sted. His first 
sergeant is J. D. Lowndes, who is a "top kick" 
of the first water. 



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When the boys first caught sight of the can- 
tonment there was one lieutenant to whom the 
cantonment loolied like liome. This man was 
Lieutenant W. E. Street, who began his mili- 
tary career at the cantonment, and who wiU 
end his military career there when the unit is 
demobilized. 



PICTURE IS HALTED TILL TOP 
SERGEANT ARRIVES ON SCENE 



Tliere were a large number of prominent 
physicians and dentists of Atlanta in the 
crowd that went to the camp to greet the re- 
turning men. 

Three officers of the unit. Captain Leslie M. 
Blair, Lieutenant C. E. Lawrence and Lieu- 
tenant F. M. Barfield are former Gradv Hos- 
pital internes and were greeted by other old 
Grady internes who were unable to enter the 
service. 



Baseball teams and actors were plentiful in 
France. But one of the best baseball teams 
overseas was that which represented the Em- 
ory Unit, and which had for its captain Frank 
Andrews, known as "Andv" to all the boys. 
Andrews is an old Tech High school man, and 
is very popular in Atlanta. 



The Emory nine was composed of Captain 
Andrews, who played short-stop; James Loftin, 
George C. Marshall and Clyde McClure, catch- 
ers; Babe Brock, Dock Jelks and George 
Strickland, pitchers; Henrv Clay Burr, for- 
mer Tech star, first base; John Usher, second 
base; Tom Dillard, third base, and Jake 
Hutchins, Phil Bradford and L. P. Williams, 
outfielders. 



Proud fathers were much in evidence at the 
cantonment. One of the proudest was Major 
Joseph P. Bowdoin, who is attached to the 
Georgia State Board of Health. Major Bow- 
doin came out to greet his son. Max Bowdoin. 

While overseas the men of the imit saw 
lots of sights, but the most unforgettable trip 
that L. H. Jernigan experienced was when he 
went to Monte Carlo. 



The Emory L^nit returned to its old home 
in the finest possible shape, and it was learned 
upon the arrival of the boys at the camp that 



To a mere civilian, whose studies of military 
life have been confined to such text-books as 
"Soldiers' Three," "Over the Top" and "Dere 
Mable," it has always been an axiom that if a 
company would be a success in all matters 
soldierly, the top sergeant must be capable and, 
likewise, popular with the rank and file. 

If this belief be true, all indications when 
the Emory hospital unit arrived in Atlanta 
Saturday afternoon imply that the company is 
very, very, verra successful. For Top Ser- 
geant J. Dozier Lowndes appeared the idol of 
his mates. 

When the bunch were all lined up for their 
pliotographs, and the panoramic cameras were 
all ready to throw the deadly barrage of like- 
nesses around the group, some one discovered 
that Sergeant Lowndes wasn't in the group. 
Then things had to stop. 

The Emory unit boys would no more allow 
that photo to be taken without their ''top-kick" 
than they would allow an unclassified germ to 
run at large in their hospitals in France. 

Sergenat Lowndes was a bond salesman be- 
fore he went into the service, and he said Sat- 
urday that he planned to resume his former 
profession just as soon as he received his dis- 
charge. He was too busy to talk mucli, lietween 
his military duties and the personal reception 
committee of the members of his familv tliat 
were on the spot to welcome him witli open 
arms. Incidentally, it may he mentioned that 
the arms had to open fairly wide, for the 
worthy sarge does not appear' to have suffered 
bv his experiences, that is, speaking from a 
standpoint of weight. 



they had undergone 196 inspections from the 
time they left the camp until their return. 

Tlie man who received more cables while 
overseas than any other member of the unit 
was Lieutenant Fred B. Rawlings, of San- 
dersville. The home-folks thought so much of 
Lieutenant Rawlings that they made it a habit 
to communicate with him by cable at least once 
every week. 



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EMORY UNIT DEMOBILIZES 

ON WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON 



Return of Unit Fittingly Cele- 
brated in Same Place Where 
Farewell Occurred Several 
Months Ago. 



The Emory unit was deiiioljilized early Wed- 
nesday afternoon. 

The demobilization followed a dinner Tues- 
day night at the Piedmont Driving Club, at 
which the unit was officially welcomed back to 
Atlanta. 

The return of the unit to civil life was ac- 
complished in the simple, business-like way 
of the army. The physical examinations were 
completed Tuesday, all papers were brought 
up to date, and nothing remained Wednesday 
but to pay each man and give him the dis- 
charge papers which testify that he served bis 
country honorably and loyally. 

Eight months ago the unit started overseas 
to play its part in tlie great war. There, 
through hard, trying montns it tended the 
wounded and more than did its share toward 
winning the conflict. Now, with this record 
of work well done behind it and the welcoming 
words of the city and state officials still in 
its ears, the unit is back in civil life and is 
prepared to take up again the work that is 
left off at the outbreak of the war. 

Has Fine Personnel 

The unit includes in its personnel many of 
the best known young men in Atlanta and 
Georgia, and, among its officers, the leading 
physicians of the city and state. The former 
wul return to commercial life, the latter wil/ 
take up again their medical practice. 

The dinner Tuesday night to the Emory 
unit marked its official home-coming. 



RECEPTION IS GIVEN TUESDAY 

— Tlie unit has been at Camp Gordon since 

Saturday. It had seen Peachtree and White- 
hall and Five Points — the sweetheart and the 
mother and the friends it left behind. But 
not until Tuesday night did Atlanta have the 
opportunity of opening its doors and saying 
"Welcome home"' to the boys who spent eight 
hard months in France, doing their arduous 
bit to win tlie war. 

The welcome fittingly was at the Piedmont 
Driving club where goodbye was said to tlie 
unit back in the trying days when it packed 
kit for overseas. 

There were suppressed tears then; there 
was the glowing good humor Tuesday night 
of a home-coming that put aside formality 
and was full of the spirit of happiness and 
cordiality. 

Speeches were luit an incident of the dinner. 
The heart of the evening was the zest and 
good time of the 1.50 officers and men and 
nurses — their keen pleasure and the even great- 
er deliglit of their hosts at welcoming them. 



Loff Fires Cheer 

Big Oak Logs burned and crackled in the 
fireplace of the dining room, giving something 
of the cheeriness and glow of winter, and mem- 
bers of the unit sat at long tables beneath 
flags that hung from ceiling as well as from 
walls. 

The spirit of the dinner might have been 
sought and found in a jovial chapter by Dick- 
ens in which tlie very heart of good liumor was 
expressed. Its characteristic was a heartiness, 
a jollity that should attend all home-comings. 

The committees appointed to greet returning 
troops struck exactly the note in the haopy 
dinner Tuesday evening at the Driving Cluli. 
But it wasn't all the work of the committees. 
One of the sergeants of the units is partly to 
be thanked. 

At the end of the first course he took mat- 
ters into his own hands by pushing back his 
chair and asking the pretty girl on his right 
to dance? Fro""i then on there was dancine be- 
tween courses and for an hour after the dinner 
was done. 



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Departure Prom Formal 

Thrpughout the evening there was zest, life 
and a total departure from the formal, stilted 
dinner, which made the time exactly- what it 
should be. In the warmest, happiest sense 
it was a home-coming and a greeting. 

The members of the unit arrived in motor 
trucks from Camp Gordon shortly after 5 
o'clock, with several hundred ladies waiting 
at the club-house to shake hands with them. 
The dinner began shortly after 6 o'clock, with 
Judge Marcus Beck, of the supreme court of 
Georgia, presiding as toastmaster. 

In the absence of Governor Dorsey, wlio was 
called from the city unexpectedly at T o'clock. 
Judge Beck, speaking for the state, welcomed 
the soldiers. 

"This is a just and due welcome," he said. 
"The whole state would like to have this op- 
portunity to shake you by the hand and say, 
'Well done, my southern lad.' When your coun- 
try needed you, you answered the call. 

"In saying good-bye to you, we were glad 
of your patriotism. We knew the stuff you 
were made of and had no doubt of the conduct 
of the unit. Now in welcommg you back, we 
greet you with pride in your splendid record." 

Mayor James L. Key next added Atlanta's 
welcome to that of Georgia's. 

__Maj/or's Welcome 

"You have done your full duty," he said. 
"Atlanta watched your achievements with 
pride, and now welcomes you back twofold. 
I know you want to go home. Your labors 
have been hard in France. Now you will 
return to the commercial field to wage the 
same fight that has made your name known 
to all the country. Atlanta is proud of you, 
is glad that you are back, and wishes to each 
of you health and prosperity." 

Colonel Cyrus W. Strickler, commanding of- 
ficer of the unit, replied to the addresses of 
welcome. 

"The phvsicians," he said, "were among the 
best in the land, and the personnel of the 
unit was above reproach. When we landed in 
France we had 1,000 beds and .soon doubled 
that number. Yet, in spite of the fact that 
we had 2,.500 beds, we had no larger staif of 
physicians than Grady hospital, where there 
are 150 beds. 

"We worked many times for forty-eight or 
sixty-four hours at a stretch. But never did 
I hear a murmur of complaint. Every one 



did his work to the best of his ability and, 
when all is said and done, the Emory unit 
will be seen to have accomplished as much 
toward the defeat of the Hun as any part of 
the American expeditionary force." 

Miss Osa Baird, one of the nurses with the 
Emory unit, responded on behalf of the nurses. 
Every one of them, she said, worked to the 
utmost of strength and endurance during the 
long, hard months, never complaining, never 
quitting. 

R. S. Parker, of the Atlanta chapter of the 
Red Cross, told of the work for the Red Cross 
in assisting the unit. 

Patriotic So»(/ii 

Patriotic songs were sung under tlie leader- 
ship of Ben Potter, War Camp Community 
song leader. 

Dr. Howard Cree, secretary of the War Camp 
Community Service, asked divine blessing. 

Following the dinner was a reception at- 
tended by relatives and friends of the unit. 

Mrs. S. M. Inman, chairman of the com- 
mittee on arrangements for the welcoming of 
returning soldiers, and numbers of other prom- 
inent Atlanta women were at the Driving Club 
when the unit arrived. Major General and 
Mrs. George H. Cameron spent a few minutes 
at the reception, but did not take part in the 
dinner because they are in mourning for their 
son who was lost in the war. 

Among those who assisted greatly in the 
success of the dinner were member's of the 
Debutante club, headed by Miss Henrietta Tup- 
per. 

All details of the dinner were under the 
direction of Colonel F. J. Paxon. 

Those who bad seats at the speakers' table 
were Justice Marcus Beck, Adjutant General 
J. "Van Holt Nash, Lieutenant' Colonel and 
Mrs. C. W. Strickler, Mayor and Mrs. James 
L. Key, Judae and Mrs. Price Gilbert, 
Robert S. Parker, Mr. and Mrs. Willis Tim- 
mons. Dr. Howard Cree, Major and Mrs. 
Frank Boland, Mr. and Mrs. Ivan E. Allen, 
Colonel and Mrs. Fitzbugh Lee, Miss Osa Baird, 
Dr. W. S. Elkin and Dr. E. C. Davis. 

One of the pleasant parts of the evening 
were songs sung by a quartet of the soldiers, 
particularly a gay little Parisian song. — The 
Atlanta Journal, April 2, 1919. 



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I5t)e book is closed: 

I5be river's run 

^Sts colored course 

3nto t^e sun. 

^ fellow traveller 

Us m^ l)eart 

Oo tl)at 3006 land 

^bere. dear. tl)OU art. 

B. S. I. 



